As I came closer it was then that I realized

  This one's not evil

  Just lazy enough to even be terrorized

  It's clear he bares no real ill will

  But the more you watch it's clear

  He does wrong bittings and stores up guilt

  He's a wonder unlike anything I've ever seen

  Like a child in ignorance, he lives carefree

  I wonder what took you down that route

  Was it yourself or did someone at you shout?

  How is it that when you have no real ill intention

  You can't pay your own actions some attention

  You wear those metals and hear whatever they have to say

  In one ear and out the other so that you can continue to play

  Do you not realize how many are lying and left forgotten?

  How papers you sign can lead to families destroyed and bodies rotten?

  If I could just get close enough to have a word

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  Maybe I could understand him some more

  To tell him that what he's doing is wrong

  How he'd look back at his actions wishing them to be gone

  Some people amongst the crowd his car rides

  Look at him with pure terror

  Others giving looks that wish he dies

  Impervious to both he simply smiles back

  The first getting confused

  The ladder knives wanting his throat to hack

  And then as I try to run back into the dark alleyways

  The worst happens and I fall into his presence before he ends his day

  I wonder what took you down that route

  Was it yourself or did someone at you shout?

  How is it that when you have no real ill intention

  You can't pay your own actions some attention

  You wear those metals and hear whatever they have to say

  In one ear and out the other so that you can continue to play

  Do you not realize how many are lying and left forgotten?

  How papers you sign can lead to families destroyed and bodies rotten?

  If I could just get close enough to have a word

  Maybe I could understand him some more

  To tell him that what he's doing is wrong

  How he'd look back at his actions wishing them to be gone

  His own followers advising him to keep it down

  As he shakes them off

  Seeing their words as something profound

  One glance at me and he takes a second look

  Realizing that I'm not from around here

  He blindly gifts me money as my hand he shook

  "Es ist OK! Ich sehe, dass du nicht von hier bist! Willkommen in Deutchland!"

  I feel warmth in his weird words

  Somehow now I only want to know more