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TO THE NORMAL

 Get out and shout out my name I’m coming for you all
You spent your last dime and now the town is mine.

Hate conquered you you smelt your last rose.
I rose above you all, now the time has come.

Put down your swords, put down your knives
They are all useless against my fire and pride
You took it away and I willed it back.
The normal, the proper, the paid assassins
The guns are all turned pointing in your direction
See the bad man once good.

Who are you that see only the stars?
Well the sky’s blotted out for the only one who stays
Go on your travels, you will never escape the poor miserable sod that you loved to hate
Time is not a healer for the fire still burns
It’s my turn for glory my turn to turn.

Mad man on the rampage good guys and bad
Bad men on the loose letting it all go
You should know what you did
Now the party is over
Living your life at the expense of another
Where were you when the buildings fell down?
In your mother’s womb where I hope you drown
Written by truthseeker
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