Freaky at the top

Of this world is you

Why should I try so hard

To end up like you

Do I eat like you?

Do I sleep like you?

Do I breathe like you?

Suffering the madness

Are the puppets of croon

Is this what I have, so far,

To look forward to

Want the real you

It's the real me

Do I fit the shoe?

I know it's hard

To find the bare naked truth

I know it's hard

But the trouble is you

It's you

Mugs and drugs

Commercial plugs- they label you

Have your cake and eat it-

I am following you

Into the moon

Into the gloom

To don the shoe

And I hung my neck

So that you could use

And I broke my back

I can't go back into this room

For the shoe- it's you

I know it's hard

Freaky at the top

Of this world is you

Have your cake and eat it-

I am following you

On to the moon

Into the gloom

To don the shoe

(J. Daruwala)