A car run fast in the ave. leaving a trail full of blood you think we'll never can get you you think you'll never stop. have you ever thought 'bout my feelings? did you have some mercy at all? people says you paid for my k**ing all i have is a stomach to crawl. Papers shows you acting your play paying for a story of silence paying for a short twist of fate you know you have no defense you know you have no defense. Your son is waiting for justice a stranger is paying the crime i ask what kind of sh** is this Actually, you don't give a dime. Papers shows you acting your play paying for a story of silence paying for a short twist of fate you know you have no defense you know you have no defense.