He came from nowhere; no body knew him from Joe
He conquers a few with his stare, but the rest of us hate the show
A macho man in his domain, burns his bridges and he's the one to blame

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Smooth talker, big walker, you've got nothing to say
A few may join your crew, but I see your poor display
Stop forcing lines and faking good times
Go back to where you belong

You reek of poor intent, your soul just ain't real
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]
Telling some that you repent, the rest of us know the deal
If your life is a positive force, steer clear this demon and his source

Time will always tell, if you waste your precious life
You'll end up in a self made hell, sparking trouble and causing strife
Avoid his false domain because this mans ways are insane

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