Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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