Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

Big day has come, is sounding
I run my hands through my hair one time
Outside the prison town is gathering
People are trading for crime

Everyone needs to see the prisoner they need to it even easier
see me as a symbol and not a human being
That way they can kill me, say not murder, it's a metaphor
We are killing off our own failure and starting

Standing at the gallows turned my way
I hear a voice ask me if I've any words to say
I'm looking out over the field of eyes
And somewhere in a woman's arms the baby

And I say guilt and they are a matter of degree
What is to you might not be justice to me
I too far, I'm sorry, I guess now I'm going home
So let he amongst you cast the first

Yeah, now a days we have all kinds of complicated
So no one person ever has to have blood on their
We've organizations, if everyone just does their job
No one ever has to understand

Yeah, you might be the color, yeah, you might just be too poor
Justice isn't something just anyone can
Yeah, you might not pull the trigger, you be out in the car
You get a lethal injection 'cause we take metaphor that far

The big day has come and my bell is
And I run my through my hair one last time
Outside the prison walls the town has
People are trading crime for

are trading crime for crime
People are still trading for crime, yeah
People are still trading crime for

People are still trading crime for crime,
People are still trading crime for crime, oh
are still trading crime for crime