Wild Child, c. 2002, Zargo the Fierce |
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Wild child, That's what you are. Searching for reasons To take it too far. Defeat, That's what you find. Nothing can equal What's held in your mind. Let down, After the kill. The chase is always Much more of a thrill. Patience, Drives you insane. Seeking your pleasure, You live with the pain. Wasted, And all alone. Handy excuses So life's not your own. Impulse, Driving you on. Worry 'bout it later If it's right or wrong. |
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