Call out the undertaker, call out the police
The counterfeit faker is coming after me
Yes I loved him like a brother
I loved him ambivalently
 
There's no way to measure the damage he has done
Counterfeit faker carries a grudge
 
Nervous, I walk through windows
I walk through plate glass doors
Silent, his presence mocks me
And waves me on some more
 
Counterfeit faker, the damage has been done
Aw, do some damage, son
 
The damage has been done
The damage has been done
Counterfeit faker, bring him on

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