In the middle of a gun fight


Do you know what they do with guys like you in prison?



They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost
My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups in drag
But nobody cares if you're losing yourself
Am I losing myself?
Well, I miss my mom
Will they give me the chair
Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare
Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen

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Postat av: amie

Hm.. Dom bränner såna va?

2008-10-07 @ 16:06:01
Postat av: emilia

Japp i do think soo!

2008-10-07 @ 21:57:22
URL: http://emiliook.blogg.se/

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