In the end of time
There was a man who knew the road
And the writing was written on the stone
In the ancient times
An artist led the way
But no one seemed to understand
In his heart he knew
The artist must be true
But the legend of the rent was way past due
Well, you think you'll be just fine
Without me, but you're mine
You think you can kick me out the band
But there are just one problem there, the band is mine
How can you kick me out of what is mine?
You're not hardcore
Unless you live hardcore
But the legend of the rent was way harcore
You're not hardcore (no, you're not hardcore)
Unless you live hardcore (unless you live hardcore)
But the legend of the rent was way harcore
Well, you think you'll be just fine
Without me, but you're mine
How can you kick me out of what is mine?
You're not hardcore
Unless you live hardcore
But the legend of the rent was way hardcore
You're not hardcore (no, you're not hardcore)
Unless you live hardcore (unless you live hardcore)
But the legend of the rent was way harcore
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