he just smoked my eyelids, and punched my cigarette
The pangs of your sadness
Shall pass as your senses will rise.
Sooner or later you make a mistake
I'll put you in a chain that you will never break
Legs and arms and body and bone
I pay in blood, but not my own
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool’s hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn’t help but make me feel ashamed
To live in a land
Where justice is a game