Unique

You're not unique

You're just another runner

In the big time

The sour grapes of summer

And you couldn't be

Anymore dumber



You're not unique

You're obsolete

You wont last a week

So crawl back under

Crawl, crawl, crawl back under your stone



You're not unique



Just a parasite

With a big mouth

And no taste for a fight

Your eyes are closed

You cannot see the light



You're not unique

You're just about finished

For the second time

Another change of image

You're a has been

You're star has diminished