Motiveless Crime
by Ruth Brown
Timeless favour, there might be strings tied
Speeches, restless interrogation
There lies on streets, lie there with me
Catching fever, I don't think of life as obsolete
Speeches, restless interrogation
There lies on streets, lie there with me
Catching fever, I don't think of life as obsolete
Jealous, fertile, cut from the safety of
This life, these faces, I've walked in place at
Which point I'll ignore
This life, these faces, I've walked in place at
Which point I'll ignore
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
I've witnessed
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
I've witnessed
Timeless favour, there might be strings attached
Catching fever, I don't think of life as out of reach
Catching fever, I don't think of life as out of reach
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
I've witnessed.
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
I've witnessed.