Variation کے بول

Thought that i was escaping Do a better place, And then i could change I walked into an empty house The door opened itself But the grass was brown As i found out It's a variation of your self It's a variation that works well Can't you tell me what it is that causes all the change It's a variation of your self. Looking back Don't know the name I feel the patterns But they're not the same Replace the photograph with a replica And colors Like no other It's a variation of your self It's a variation that works well Can't you tell me what it is that causes all the change It's a variation of your self.