24 hours in minutes

feeling insecure, with the scent of death heeding from your breath head out toward the set of the sun once you've gotten tired, you know your trips done I'll show you what i got once you've shown enough, of your stuff bled, the words that i once said choked, up on the hoax that you thought wasn't fake i wouldn't lie about anything for christ sake why would i start with you? So they got me, while i was sitting infront of my TV they read me my rights so clear that my eyes would read before they'd see what would go on in the next 24 hours in minutes They pre-read all the chapters and the rules that layed the foundation i'm taken down-town to have my picture taken just another way to be a nice wall decoration for your room. twist and turn the broken knobs of time fight off the trial, for the uncommited crime while i fight for myself, my lawyers counting the 100 dollar bills under the table i'm guaranteed to lose with no hope no way of being capable of a decent smile while i'm carried out my sentence you'd be in the jury, carrying out my fate you decide, with a tear falling in my presence i found out even before you said a word.
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