Rage 

 

I stare down my opponent,

 

Glares that are capable of death

 

Nobody knows why I’m angry

 

Nobody cares to know, that’s why

 

Glares that are capable of death

 

My opponent is totally clueless

 

Nobody cares to know, that’s why

 

That’s why no one knows why

 

My opponent is totally clueless

 

As naiive as a baby

 

That’s why no one knows why

 

It’s because I keep things inside

 

As naiive as a baby

 

Nobody knows why I’m angry

 

It’s because I keep things inside

 

I stare down my opponent

 

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