Wrathchild America

Candy From A Madman
Step under the streetlight let me see your faceThere's a madman loose in this neighborhoodHe draws blood 'cause he likes the tasteCarries a knife, carries a gunRun for your, life 'cause he's having funLife to him is a four-letter wordSo hold your mother's hand and hide your eyesHe talks to his own reflectionLaughs at his dirty thoughtsHe's a student of his own philosophyHe applies what he's been taughtSo he licks his lipsPulls his fingers through his airDoesn't have a reason'Cause he doesn't have a careIt's one man's world and he's in chargeAs far as he's concerned you're better off deadDon't take candy from a madmanDon't look too deep into his eyesDon't take candy from a madmanSweet bait always liesIt's the coldness of his bladeSongtexteDeadly power of his blowDripping blood from wounded fleshInsanity starts to flowTwisted thoughts inside his headMake it easier to killFear entangled in his mineBut show it never willDon't take candy from a madmanDon't look too deep into his eyesDon't take candy from a madmanSweet bait always lies!As he dances with his shadowAs he feverishly grinsAs he buttons up his jacketWith cold and icy handsAs he sharpens up his bladeAs he laughs about his painAs he wipes his runny noseAs he walks into your roomGoodnight Aus Songtexte Mania