Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

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

Everyone needs to see the prisoner they need to make it 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 clean

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

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

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

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

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

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

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