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Worst Crime Known

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Sitting in the dock being reprimanded,
Going down for what I've done.
Slave to the Lord but my soul ain't branded,
Justice is delivered through the barrel of a gun.

Court lined, defined
Twelve average people with one civil mind,
Will I live? Will I die?
Raw emotions running wild.

You put your trust in justice,
Coz it's the way the world is run,
You put your hope in freedom,
Coz there's nowhere else to run,
But justice isn't done.

Pay the price, take a slice,
Of my judicial advice,
Defend your home, the worst crime known,
Coz either way your life has gone.


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