Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

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

needs to see the prisoner they need to make 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 failure and starting

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

And I say guilt and innocence are a matter of degree
What is justice to you 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 have blood on hands
complex organizations, if everyone just does their job
No one person has to understand

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

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

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

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