• Started fine, finish line, we were on track
    But we're still running the same old relay lap
    It's like the love is there, and then it's gone
    In once second, blown away by a nuclear bomb

    Hiroshima aint gont shizz on this
    I'm at war and I can only reminisce
    'Bout the fun we've had and the times we've shared
    Well I'ma keep fighting baby; this love aint dead!