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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