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Sondre Lerche
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Bad Law (Fancy Colors Remix)
My baby surrendered to fate And I couldn't even say how I felt later on that evening Stating my name to the officer's aide was in vain They were out to get me
Place four or five fingers flat on a sticky plastic bat Scan my blue bloodshot eyes for the history of my trials
When crimes are passionate can love be separate?
Baby it's a bad bad law It's a bad bad law Geronimo
En route to my cell Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Found a way to redact and retell my story No evidence and no witness to summon or finesse I confess, it all sounds unlikely
A sweaty, paranoid palm pressed against a leathered wall The law in all its flaws, me in an oversized overall
When crimes are passionate can love be separate?
Baby it's a bad bad law It's a bad bad law Geronimo
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