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[Mad Child] Star struck, awkward glances, rock phenomenally Armed with honesty, Doven wove in tapestry Of obscenity, eliminate the enemy Watch closely, I'm what you're pretending to be We took the turn inpenetrable, and fine tuned it Cleared the path, laughed and walked past the wounded You shouldn't have assumed we'd take time to breath Fuck tricks, I've got alot more weapons up my sleeve I'll tell you when I'm finished, I'm armed to armageddon Hard headed with the steel ball pulse heart imbedded It's hard to believe this is controlled by a brain They're retired because I'm wired for sound with iron lanes If at first we suceed try again I'm turning verses into fire by applying pain Manslaughter in the first, Incidence of red Confidence is king, innocence is dead