The smell of her perfume Struggles to cover everything, Inside this ringing room Though once subdued, the silence seems to sing Whoa-oh, I told you so! Whoa-oh, I told you so! My name is evidence My role is undeniable Unless I've become inadmissable In crimes of consequence, I'm only as reliable as the defendant's defense is defendable I am the kill though I'm unwilling to be still and accept evil as my own personal - and sentient will Nothing makes sense anymore When murder's just a smistake that you have made Nothing makees sense anymore So a sick and guilty man will be born again with conscience saved Judicial precendent will see to that I'll see to that He'll see to that It's impossible given the incident, Given his catatonic state, to imagine it playing out any other way He was admitted on that day As the doctor read his case, There were implausibilities he couldn't place It was obvious that there was something more to this patient Something had been missed It's this hole I can see in each of his eyes where all the events that happen in this real world just kind of fall through. It's loneliness, it's loneliness Nothing makes sense anymore When murder's just a mistake that you have made Nothing makes sense anymore So a sick and guilty man will be born again with conscience saved Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com