Breakdown (Remastered)

Verse 1: Behind the cheers and the bright spotlight, The Master stood tall, but his world wasn't right. Money flowed, but debts piled high, Fabergé eggs shattered, a luxury’s lie. Chorus: Breakdown, the crown begins to fall, A champion’s facade, can't stand it all. Haunted by debts, shadows all around, The Master’s reign is breaking down. Verse 2: Batting practice with Walter Johnson's ghost, Living large, but at a great cost. Children's parties, a twisted masquerade, To keep up appearances, his pride he betrayed. Chorus: Breakdown, the crown begins to fall, A champion’s facade, can't stand it all. Haunted by debts, shadows all around, The Master’s reign is breaking down. Solo: Bridge: Addicted to The Double Down’s greasy embrace, Bacchus Z coursing, a fast fall from grace. Season three dawned, he was poised to shine, But behind the scenes, his life crossed the line. Verse 3: Mid-season break, he’d lost his touch, Couldn't hit, couldn’t pitch, lost his clutch. Even his voice, once angelic and pure, Ruined by excess, no longer a cure. Solo: Chorus: Breakdown, the crown begins to fall, A champion’s facade, can't stand it all. Haunted by debts, shadows all around, The Master’s reign is breaking down. The rest of the Buckos saw him as the best, But behind closed doors, he failed the test. Breakdown, the legend's coming down, The Master, now a king without a crown.