Lyrics No Sense of Crime - Van Hunt

Sister
Child of mine
We are...
The sweetest kind, yeah
Drugs and death in our place and time
Restless and runnin' blind
Runnin' blind

Life...
Good and bad, yeah
Must be done
Though it makes us sad, yeah
It gives them pain to see us crawl
But they never really cared at all
They never cared at all

No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)
No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)
No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)
No sense of crime
(And it makes us laugh)

It makes us laugh, it makes us cry
But we're gonna feel good inside
Gonna feel good inside
No sense of crime
It makes us sad

No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)
No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)
No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)
No sense of crime
(We know not what we do)

No sense of crime
No sense of crime
No sense of crime
No sense of crime
No sense of crime

No sense of crime
No sense of crime
No sense of crime
No sense of crime