History Of Violence
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History Of Violence
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The city's on fire
The streets are a riot
Now look at this place, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
So beautiful, she knew it every single day
Got a smile that left him right around the way
Yeah, makes you feel good, wondering why she stays
So afraid, afraid of you
She need a sedative to get a strain
You know she need a cigarette, she got the shakes
Put them sunglasses on to hide her face
Such a waste, a waste on you
Tell me, why you ashamed?
Too scared to run away
You love him anyway
Surviving just on the pain
The city's on fire
The streets are a riot
Now look at this place, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Oh, look what you've started (started)
It's a history of violence (violence)
Now look at your face, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Maybe the way out is a .38
God gave her a sign, not a moment late
Tonight she's gonna point it at his fucking face
Bang-bang, he's blown away
Tell me, why you ashamed?
Too scared to run away
You love him anyway
Surviving just on the pain
Tell me where she went wrong
She is sadness in every song
She knows someday that she'll be gone
Until then, please, stay strong
The city's on fire
The streets are a riot
Now look at this place, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Oh, look what you've started (started)
It's a history of violence (violence)
Now look at your face, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Still in shock from the blast, sure the neighbors heard it
Now or never, crossed a man that it wasn't worth it
No regrets from what the judge calls a bad decision
Now she's doing twenty years in a women's prison
Yeah, she'll never have her life, will she feel at all?
She'll never know what it's like not to feel alone
No kids that will love her unconditional
No cure for a sickness that's medicinal
She's flying high in her cell, she can finally breathe
She's flying high outta hell, now she finally free
Man, he fed her to the lions, that monster
He promised her diamonds for silence
It's the history of violence
The city's on fire
The streets are a riot
Now look at this place, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Oh, look what you've started (started)
It's a history of violence (violence)
Now look at your face, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Now look at your face, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
Oh, look what you've started
It's a history of violence
Now look at your face, no one is safe
No one is safe from you
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