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Lives of Crime lyrics
Oh, don't you grieve, don't cry, don't weep
Your tears are just the creek on which you float away from me
You gotta have the heart of a lion
Hey don't you sigh, don't sigh, don't breathe
Your breath is just the air on which you drift away from me
You gotta have the lungs of a whale
Past packing day and it's okay
Past packing day and it's okay
This one's coming down to the wire
Blind in the steam, bogged in the mire
Hey, don't you look, don't look, don't see
Your vision's just the road on which you drive away from me
You gotta have a love like a fire
Past packing day and it's okay
Past packing day and it's okay
We're just a product of these times
And must not atone for lives of crime
For lives of crime
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