Luyện nghe bài hát Crime for Crime

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

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

Standing at the gallows turned 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 woman's the baby cries

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

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

Yeah, you be the wrong color, yeah, you might just be too poor
Justice isn't something just can afford
Yeah, you not pull the trigger, you might 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 through my hair one time
Outside the prison walls the town has
are trading crime for crime

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

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