As I came closer it was then that I realized


    This one''s not evil


    Just lazy enough to even be terrorized


    It''s clear he bares no real ill will


    But the more you watch it''s clear


    He does wrong bittings and stores up guilt


    He''s a wonder unlike anything I''ve ever seen


    Like a child in ignorance, he lives carefree


    I wonder what took you down that route


    Was it yourself or did someone at you shout?


    How is it that when you have no real ill intention


    You can''t pay your own actions some attention


    You wear those metals and hear whatever they have to say


    In one ear and out the other so that you can continue to play


    Do you not realize how many are lying and left forgotten?


    How papers you sign can lead to families destroyed and bodies rotten?


    If I could just get close enough to have a word


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    To tell him that what he''s doing is wrong


    How he''d look back at his actions wishing them to be gone


    Some people amongst the crowd his car rides


    Look at him with pure terror


    Others giving looks that wish he dies


    Impervious to both he simply smiles back


    The first getting confused


    The ladder knives wanting his throat to hack


    And then as I try to run back into the dark alleyways


    The worst happens and I fall into his presence before he ends his day


    I wonder what took you down that route


    Was it yourself or did someone at you shout?


    How is it that when you have no real ill intention


    You can''t pay your own actions some attention


    You wear those metals and hear whatever they have to say


    In one ear and out the other so that you can continue to play


    Do you not realize how many are lying and left forgotten?


    How papers you sign can lead to families destroyed and bodies rotten?


    If I could just get close enough to have a word


    Maybe I could understand him some more


    To tell him that what he''s doing is wrong


    How he''d look back at his actions wishing them to be gone


    His own followers advising him to keep it down


    As he shakes them off


    Seeing their words as something profound


    One glance at me and he takes a second look


    Realizing that I''m not from around here


    He blindly gifts me money as my hand he shook


    "Es ist OK! Ich sehe, dass du nicht von hier bist! Willkommen in Deutchland!"


    I feel warmth in his weird words


    Somehow now I only want to know more