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The Ravings Of A Madman (Original )
Copyright © 2010 Keith Wiseman All rights reserved

I can't find no one to blame
For this shape that I'm in
And I don't really mean
To leave you hanging in the wind
I can't help but wonder why
Two wrongs don't make a right.
when were both wrong

I won't make no lame excuse
Though its no fault of my own.
I'll throw caution to the wind
Rounding third and heading home.
I've been walking on thin ice.
Been burned once or twice.
Still going strong.

And I won't make no apologies for being what I am
Frankly, my dear I don't really give a damn.
And I try to bring a little bit of me out when I can
These are the ravings of a madman.

I won't take no prisoners
I'll just leave the past behind.
I'll hunt you down like a dog.
It will be the perfect crime
Don't give me no attitude.
I've got nothing left to prove.
Anymore

I'll be the wolf at your door
I'll be a thief in the night
I'm a sinner and a saint
Working up an appetite.
I should have walked away.
But that's a price I'll have to pay
Hard to ignore.

And I won't make no apologies for being what I am
Frankly, my dear I don't really give a damn.
And I try to bring a little bit of me out when I can
These are the ravings of a madman.