The first time the 3rd child
Saw blurred lines through anxious eyes
He felt lies
He felt betrayed
He responded in turn
He responded with rage
He set fires, he broke shit
The fuel in his system made him more than the real thing
His presence was strong
He did astound
Now everybody down on the ground
Saw blurred lines through anxious eyes
He felt lies
He felt betrayed
He responded in turn
He responded with rage
He set fires, he broke shit
The fuel in his system made him more than the real thing
His presence was strong
He did astound
Now everybody down on the ground
The first time
The first child
Saw blurred lines through frantic eyes
He felt hurt
He felt provoked
He reacted in turn
He abandoned control
He blew minds, he torched shit
The rage he perfected made him more than the real thing
His anger was pure
He did astound
Now everybody down on the ground
A fine day, a slight rage
A real shame, a nice way
That I will never see
A fine day, a slight rage
A real shame, a nice way
That I will never see
A fine day, a slight rage
A real shame, a nice way
Everybody down on the ground
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