Bloody Hands
Is this your definition of justice?
Does the sentence fit the crime?
Do you follow your moral compass?
Or do you do this out of spite?
You are the jury and the judges
And the firing squad combined
I'm just rolling with the punches
'till it is my turn to testify
'Cause I won't plead the fifth
I'll tell you exactly how it is
You might want to wash
All the blood from your hands
Before you point your finger at me
Don't you point your finger at me
Pride for the fall
'Cause it's all play pretend
I'll pay you back in kind
'Cause your hands are just as bloody
As mine
You demand a trial by fire
Would you like to see me burn?
If it's a fight that you desire
I'll give you war in return
You've been preaching to the choir
But I'll make these tables turn
It's all hanging by a wire
Maybe now you'll finally learn
That I won't plead the fifth
I'll tell you exactly how it is
You might want to wash
All the blood from your hands
Before you point your finger at me
Don't you point your finger at me
Pride for the fall
'Cause it's all play pretend
I'll pay you back in kind
'Cause your hands are just as bloody
You chose to play this game
So the prize is yours to take
The dominoes will fall
On bloody hands and knees you'll crawl
You might want to wash
All the blood from your hands
Before you point your finger at me
Don't you point your finger at me
Pride for the fall
'Cause it's all play pretend
I'll pay you back in kind
'Cause your hands are just as bloody
As mine
As mine
Does the sentence fit the crime?
Do you follow your moral compass?
Or do you do this out of spite?
You are the jury and the judges
And the firing squad combined
I'm just rolling with the punches
'till it is my turn to testify
'Cause I won't plead the fifth
I'll tell you exactly how it is
You might want to wash
All the blood from your hands
Before you point your finger at me
Don't you point your finger at me
Pride for the fall
'Cause it's all play pretend
I'll pay you back in kind
'Cause your hands are just as bloody
As mine
You demand a trial by fire
Would you like to see me burn?
If it's a fight that you desire
I'll give you war in return
You've been preaching to the choir
But I'll make these tables turn
It's all hanging by a wire
Maybe now you'll finally learn
That I won't plead the fifth
I'll tell you exactly how it is
You might want to wash
All the blood from your hands
Before you point your finger at me
Don't you point your finger at me
Pride for the fall
'Cause it's all play pretend
I'll pay you back in kind
'Cause your hands are just as bloody
You chose to play this game
So the prize is yours to take
The dominoes will fall
On bloody hands and knees you'll crawl
You might want to wash
All the blood from your hands
Before you point your finger at me
Don't you point your finger at me
Pride for the fall
'Cause it's all play pretend
I'll pay you back in kind
'Cause your hands are just as bloody
As mine
As mine
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Oosters, Ramon Strien, René Vermeulen, Yoeran Moreel, Martin Kuipers
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