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For some sick reason
I want you as worried as me.
Not to hurt you, but to mess up what you're trying to leave.
Not always winning, that's not why we're playing the game
if it goes down, I hope it goes down in flames
you're gonna make a better memory.
you're gonna make a better memory.
You better remember,
you better remember in between,
but you're gonna make a better memory.
Someone told me,
You'll know it when it happens for real
I also know that you're the only one who knows how you feel.
I've been on board now, patiently awaiting my turn,
if it goes down, I'll be helping it burn
Let the piss-ant workers bail until their hearts are content.
Appreciate the ire of a firestorm about to get wet.
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