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    I was only eight or nine, the last time
    I had a heart-to-heart with Jesus
    And let the devil take my childhood in my mind
    I let the chemistry go and listen him call them twinners

    So I packed another load and I cracked another beer
    By the time I hit the road my conscious always crystal clear

    I'm looking my life in the eyes of a mad man
    Through the eyes of a mad man
    Now I'm looking my life in the eyes of a mad man
    Through the eyes of a mad man
    What the sinful don't know, the twisted people understand

    Well my momma always said, that in the end
    The goodness always wins
    But momma never shared a bed, never laid the head
    Never laid down with all her favorite sins

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    And my daddy always said I'll never be no good
    Well he taught me everything I know I turned out exactly
    Like I should

    Now I'm looking my life in the eyes of a mad man
    Through the eyes of a mad man
    I'm looking my life in the eyes of a mad man
    Through the eyes of a mad man

    I'm looking my life through the eyes of a mad man

    I'm looking my life in the eyes of a mad man
    Through the eyes of a mad man
    Yeah I'm looking my life in the eyes of a mad man
    Through the eyes of a mad man

    What the sinful don't know
    What the sinful don't know
    What the sinful don't know
    The twisted people understand

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    Composition: Peter Cornell

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