You best know that I'm just not gonna settle
for being simply another one
Cuz you gotta understand, when I come around
You'll recognize that I'm the ONLY one
I'm not taking a backseat to that guy over there
I'm not waiting 'round till you fall back to here
Next thing you know, the next time you fall
You just might end up crashing and burning
without this perennial safety net that you were expecting
So, so long. Farewell. Aufwiedersehen. Good bye.
What, you expected me to wait around 'til the day I died?
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