Candy From A Madman

Wrathchild America

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    Step under the streetlight let me see your face
    There's a madman loose in this neighborhood
    He draws blood 'cause he likes the taste
    Carries a knife, carries a gun
    Run for your, life 'cause he's having fun
    Life to him is a four-letter word
    So hold your mother's hand and hide your eyes

    He talks to his own reflection
    Laughs at his dirty thoughts
    He's a student of his own philosophy
    He applies what he's been taught
    So he licks his lips
    Pulls his fingers through his air
    Doesn't have a reason
    'Cause he doesn't have a care
    It's one man's world and he's in charge
    As far as he's concerned you're better off dead

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    Don't take candy from a madman
    Don't look too deep into his eyes
    Don't take candy from a madman
    Sweet bait always lies
    It's the coldness of his blade
    Deadly power of his blow
    Dripping blood from wounded flesh
    Insanity starts to flow
    Twisted thoughts inside his head
    Make it easier to kill
    Fear entangled in his mine
    But show it never will

    Don't take candy from a madman
    Don't look too deep into his eyes
    Don't take candy from a madman
    Sweet bait always lies

    As he dances with his shadow
    As he feverishly grins
    As he buttons up his jacket
    With cold and icy hands
    As he sharpens up his blade
    As he laughs about his pain
    As he wipes his runny nose
    As he walks into your room
    Goodnight

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