Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

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

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 me, say it's not murder, it's a metaphor
We are killing off our own and starting clean

Standing at the everyone turned my way
I hear a voice ask me if 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 they are a matter of degree
What is justice to you not be justice to me
I went too far, I'm sorry, I now I'm going home
So let he you cast the first stone

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

Yeah, you be the wrong color, yeah, you might just be too poor
Justice something just anyone can afford
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 and my bell is sounding
And I run my hands through my hair one last
Outside the prison walls the has gathered
are trading crime for crime

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

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