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• Artiste: Consolation
• Titre: Red Rum
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Smell the stench It's something that won't wash off Look at me, touch me I need you to feel the guilt And did it bring you wealth For all the money I got Doesn't relate to any extend The sacrifice, my lost Now you spent it on some delirious drugs Which brings you lower again You're useless, a pesticide A sickness that won't heal If I still had the choice On deciding upon your life A thousand needles in a one way out Look at me, touch me I need you to feel the guilt Smell the stench It's something that won't wash off For me the victim an open casket funeral For the accused, he's innocent Not to blame Raised upon this wicked world His mother was a whore Earning crack, cracked she was Killed when he was four Father dear, dear he was An angel brought up in hell Sister cried: Daddy hurts Hurt indeed she was Now I call the witness, me To the stand And try to tell the truth For the truth is now revealed The jury loudly chants The crowd they enter to For all they want Is blood on their hands Blood in, blood out