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Well, the crooks are outAnd the streets are grayYou know I wouldn't have itAny other wayYour mother's wordsThey're ringing stillBut your mother don'tPay our billsA sinister kid is a kid whoRuns to meet his MakerA drop dead sprint from the day he's bornStraight into his Maker's armsAnd that's me, that's meThe boy with the broken haloThat's me, that's meThe devil won't let me beI got a tortured mindAnd my blade is sharpA bad combinationIn the darkIf I kill a manIn the first degreeBaby would youFlee with me?A sinister kid is a kid whoRuns to meet his MakerA drop dead sprint from the day he's bornStraight into his Maker's armsAnd that's me, that's meThe boy with the broken haloThat's me, that's meThe devil won't let me be

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