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Hurry-Up Offense - "High Crime (Version)"
Lyrics to High Crime (Version) : Well you took mine and I took yours We hid em in our chest of drawers You broke my arm and I broke your skin You broke the rules and I cheated to win You asked the judge and I called the cops They told us both it was none of our faults Our bodies tangled and no one to blame No wonder we get off just playing this game And when theres nothing left you point at me and you say, "theft" With my eyes on the ceiling, you accuse me of stealing Im stuck inside this cell, howd you like to bail me out This goal is hard to tackle now youre locked up in the shackles I took my chances, you took my luck I lost my reason, your fingers got stuck Slamming the door was my only intention If I had some gloves I would have some protection Shrunk in the machine my sweaters not mine Thank you public servants for wasting my time Searching in anger to find all the yarn When you read the papers your feelings get learned And when theres nothing left you point at me and you say, "theft" With my eyes on the ceiling, you accuse me of stealing Im stuck inside this cell, howd you like to bail me out This goal is hard to tackle now youre locked up in the shackles Youre kicking me Im helpless on the floor and in a ball If you dont stop it soon Ill give in give my whole life long The bruises that you gave me are all in the shape of hearts But they hurt worse than all the others shaped like guns and knives and darts And when theres nothing left you point at me and you say, "theft" With my eyes on the ceiling, you accuse me of stealing Im stuck inside this cell, howd you like to bail me out This goal is hard to tackle now youre locked up in the shackles [ High Crime (Version) Lyrics ]
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