Paroles Red Rum de Consolation
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- Artiste: Consolation7151
- Chanson: Red Rum
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Textes et Paroles de Red Rum
Smell the stench
It's something that won't wash off
Look at me, touch me
I need you to feel the guilt
And did it bring you wealth
For all the money I got
Doesn't relate to any extend
The sacrifice, my lost
Now you spent it on some delirious drugs
Which brings you lower again
You're useless, a pesticide
A sickness that won't heal
If I still had the choice
On deciding upon your life
A thousand needles in a one way out
Look at me, touch me
I need you to feel the guilt
Smell the stench
It's something that won't wash off
For me the victim an open casket funeral
For the accused, he's innocent
Not to blame
Raised upon this wicked world
His mother was a whore
Earning crack, cracked she was
Killed when he was four
Father dear, dear he was
An angel brought up in hell
Sister cried: Daddy hurts
Hurt indeed she was
Now I call the witness, me
To the stand
And try to tell the truth
For the truth is now revealed
The jury loudly chants
The crowd they enter to
For all they want
Is blood on their hands
Blood in, blood out
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