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You try to slam me
With your hardest stuff
But your double whammy
Isn't up to snuff
I'll set the record straight
You're simply out of date
You're only second rate!
You'll be back like before
I will fight the fight and win the war
For your love, for your praise
And I'll love you 'til my dying days
When you're gone, I'll go mad
So don't throw away this thing we had
But while your eyes are closed, you might just wind up dead
So make a choice and hope that I
Don't hear your voice cuz I'm a-comin',
It's the end of the line
(You can't erase this time!)
I got a million memories of agony and pain
Sent down the drain like all the other drafts