Blow A Whistle And The Jury Might Just Listen

Published by Carpa Túnel in the blog Carpa Túnel Síndrom '3623. Views: 55

The court rooms filled with the low
Sinking to one destination they go
Ball and chain on ankles and wrists to show
The crime of speaking without flow
A simple smirk at the jury, granted what i dont know
Your here for releasing an unwanted mind
Even though you closed curtains and blinds
Heard throughout traitors of unknown kinds
Spiral a thought with twists and winds

Hang on the gallows
Cant reach cause shortys too low
The crowd goes wild at the scene
Dangle by rope, remains to be seen
Held up by neck not magic
Isnt this tragic

Courtroom disasters cutting you loose
Bag on head as he lowers the axe
Gives a smirk then says relax
How should we intend to be calm
We're knives away from harm
So close but yet so far
What have I gotta do to get you home
And me in one peice but not alone

Hang on the gallows
Cant reach cause shortys too low
The crowd goes wild at the scene
Dangle by rope, remains to be seen
Held up by neck not magic
Isnt this tragic

Cant reach the rope
Not a hope
Take You Away
Not even breathing the day

Hang on the gallows
Cant reach cause shortys too low
The crowd goes wild at the scene
Dangle by rope, remains to be seen
Hang on the gallows
Cant reach cause shortys too low
The crowd goes wild at the scene
Dangle by rope, remains to be seen
Held up by neck not magic
Isnt this tragic
Isnt this tragic
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