Bear witness to your dirty crime
And hang the jury if you could
If that glove fits America
Why don't you wear it?
You wasted You wasted a life
I know You know We all know
How it feels
Her blood spread so elegant
On that shaggy carpet
And scrub as you might
It won't come out
It just won't come out
You wasted a life
He life
I know You know We all know
How it feels
She kept something of vestal about her waist
O She was too young to die
He was rank with evil and self pity
He deserved everything
The smell of small town clung to her like a sickness
O She was too young to die
Bear witness
Bear witness to your your
Dirty dirty crime
And hang hang the jury
Only O only O only if you could
You wasted her life
Her precious f*cking life
I know I know you know we know how it feels ah!
Mind Beams - Mother's Milk Lyrics
Mind Beams - Mother's Milk Lyrics
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Bear witness to your dirty crime
And hang the jury if you could
If that glove fits America
Why don't you wear it?
You wasted You wasted a life
I know You know We all know
How it feels
Her blood spread so elegant
On that shaggy carpet
And scrub as you might
It won't come out
It just won't come out
You wasted a life
He life
I know You know We all know
How it feels
She kept something of vestal about her waist
O She was too young to die
He was rank with evil and self pity
He deserved everything
The smell of small town clung to her like a sickness
O She was too young to die
Bear witness
Bear witness to your your
Dirty dirty crime
And hang hang the jury
Only O only O only if you could
You wasted her life
Her precious f*cking life
I know I know you know we know how it feels ah!
And hang the jury if you could
If that glove fits America
Why don't you wear it?
You wasted You wasted a life
I know You know We all know
How it feels
Her blood spread so elegant
On that shaggy carpet
And scrub as you might
It won't come out
It just won't come out
You wasted a life
He life
I know You know We all know
How it feels
She kept something of vestal about her waist
O She was too young to die
He was rank with evil and self pity
He deserved everything
The smell of small town clung to her like a sickness
O She was too young to die
Bear witness
Bear witness to your your
Dirty dirty crime
And hang hang the jury
Only O only O only if you could
You wasted her life
Her precious f*cking life
I know I know you know we know how it feels ah!
Writer: Meredith Myre
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid