Nothing's what it seems to be.

I'm home again, I won the war
And now I am behind your door
I tried so hard to obey the law
And see the meaning of this all
Remember me? Before the war
I'm the man who lived next door

As you can see, when you look at me
I'm pieces of what I used to be
My slate is clean
Raising from the place I've been
The light is green
New life to fill the hole in me

I had no name, that December
Christmas Eve, I can't remember
I fell asleep, and dream a dream
Floating in the silent stream
And no one placing blame on me

I was in a constant pain
Saw your shadow in the rain
You ask are all my dreams fulfilled
But you made me a heart of steel
The kind them bullets cannot steal

But nothing's what it seems to be
I'm a replica, a replica
An empty shell inside of me
I'm a replica..
Of Me.