Murder me
Too blind to see What's going on with me Too dumb to cry Too dead to die
Nervously I'm standing there Too numb to breath the air Something's wrong, certainly That I'm aware of: They'll murder me
I hear a crow is cawing over my head Some men are talking about my death Smell of rotten flesh fills up the air My brothers are killed and hanging there
Too blind to see what's going on with me Something's wrong, certainly Too dumb to cry, too dead to die They're killing me
Oh my mother can you see,
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