Dead Man Crawling

I’m a dead man crawling
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I got two hundred footsteps to the end of the road
I got fifteen more minutes until the syringe is full
I got one more plea that won’t be heard
Our one and only governor
Is too busy campaigning for gold
I’m a martyr for no one until someone proves my side
I’ll die for the sins of our governor’s pride
People believe what they believe about the death penalty
But I’m being murdered and my blood should stain the hands of those who think
I should die
For being at the wrong place at the wrong time
I should die for being at the wrong place
I’m a dead man crawling
Exit me, fade to black
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I don’t really believe in an afterlife and why should I start?
My head is on the chopping block with innocence in my heart
«God works in crazy ways» is a crazy excuse
The belief in God isn’t about to save me from the truth
But if I meet him in a minute, then the first thing I’ll ask is
«How can you let people execute without knowing the facts?»
I should die
For being at the wrong place
At the wrong time
I should die for being at the wrong place
I’m a dead man crawling
Exit me, fade to black
Exit me, fade to black
Exit me
I’m a dead man crawling
Exit me, fade to black
Exit me, fade to black
Exit me