paroles de chanson
Locked
up
for
nothing
Stealing
or
something
In
with
this
kid
who
seemed
Normal
and
quiet
I'm
playing
poker
and
He's
two
cells
over
Cops
rush
the
hall
I
saw
Blood
on
the
wall
Turns
out
the
kid
had
a
Few
bags
of
heroin
Deep
in
his
stomach
He
swallowed
a
razor
I
got
some
stories
Hey
why
don't
you
write
that
Into
a
song
maybe
Your
fans
will
dig
that
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