98 MUTE - Hangman lyrics

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Delicate words from a small town preacher<br>¡°evil came visited us yesterday¡±<br>A fit of madness no rhyme or reason<br>The innocent are always the one who pay<br>Who's left to deal with the consequences? <br>Who's going to pick up the broken pieces? <br>All homes aren't guarded by white picket fences<br>How could you kill a child? <br>Another psycho sixteen gunshots<br>Ringing out on a kindergarten playground<br>A flood of tears from desperate mothers<br>Think of your own now you've really made her proud<br>Mommy's angel father's pride and joy<br>Will they mourn on the day of you hanging? <br>No they won't cry cheeks will stay dry<br>When the lever's pulled and you're left dangling<br>You'll get what you deserve