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Call out the undertaker
Call out the police
Counterfeit faker
Is coming after me
Yes, i loved him like my brother
I loved him ambiguously
There's no way to measure the damage he has done
Counterfeit faker
Carries a grudge
Nervous, i walk through windows
I walk through a plate glass door
Silent, his presence mocks me
And draws me on some more
Counterfeit faker
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
Counterfeit faker
Bring him on
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