Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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