Paroles de Degree Of Murder
Woman, don't you know what you doJust only act
left in the debt of what I should do
Woman, you're wicked and cruel
A kind evil lip
strange words you do hear in the ears of a fool
Pistol, sticks to my hand
Deafening crack, tears shine the
cause they can't prove it's you
Woman, what have I done
To quit my hand
the life of your man for a moment with you
Pistol, sticks to my hand
Deafening crack, tears shine the
cause they can't prove it's you
Woman, what have I done
To quit my hand
the life of your man for a moment with you
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