Types: Filk, Erika, Serious
I heard there was
The last part
That you played, and
It broke the heart
Of every loyal fan of
Girl phase and you.
It went like this
From rich, to poor
The studio, megagamers store
The fanboys
Crying for Hayasaka

Hayasaka, Hayasaka
Hayasaka, Hayasaka

You thoguh Kim liked Piro
But you wanted proof
You took them to the
Beer Garden roof
Her aggression and her
Rejection impressed even you.
Largo tired you with his charm
You gave sigh
And you broke his arm
And from our lips
You drew a "Hayasaka!"

Hayasaka, Hayasaka
Hayasaka, Hayasaka

Dom reminds you of before
He knows your stance
And He knows the Score
your ready for a fight
But junpei stops you.
Dom's seen your poster on the marble arch
Fame is not a victory march
Its a cold and
its a broken Hayasaka

Hayasaka, Hayasaka
Hayasaka, Hayasaka

Now is a time
You well know
Fanboys gather in the street below
But you never show
Your weakness, do you?
You remember must
Act with gile
Put on the dress and
The fake smile
And every body screams for
You Hayasaka

Hayasaka, Hayasaka
Hayasaka, Hayasaka

Maybe its time you had enough
And all you ever
Learned from love
Was how to beat
Down someone
Who gropped you.
You might cry
while you sleep at night
but your not somebody
Who'll run from a fight
Your a cold and
Your a broken Hayasaka

Hayasaka, Hayasaka
Hayasaka, Hayasaka

Hayasaka, Hayasaka
Hayasaka, Hayasaka

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