Now that I have your attention, This is beyond our comprehension It was there for the taking, You left it open for the breaking, Now we are here to fix the perfect and it's always worth it.
Chorus: Waking the dead lets do it again, It isn't the first But we're good at making it worse. It doesn't compare but, see if I care I need the hit, Doesn't matter what you think of it.
Now don't you feel forgotten We made your face so rotten I'm sorry it doesn't trill you But, at least it didn't kill you.
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Look at me, I'm the prodigy of what you used to be I'm inclined To take what You've defined and make it mine