The bad attract the
crowd
The magnetic pull
to the fall
The crowd don’t see
it
They think the bad
is good
The bad know
Get it while they
can
Tomorrow they will
be in prison
Sometimes die on
the side roads
The bad shall run
to the limit
Test the apparatus
of the police
The bad will see
the headlines
“Tomorrow isn’t for
me”
While they have the
magnetic pull
They will try to
get the publicity
Like Mona Fandy a
bad story of her life
The crowd will be
there to listen to the tales
The bad will not
last
The sparks will be
gone quickly
The bad will be
talked for a while
Like stealing
billions burning in his soul
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