| Two Dozen Deaf Ears | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| My dear, it's hide-and-seek But you're not likely to be found If the game were mine Well, I'd hide a shotgun in my sleeve And ask to play another round Make them jump, I'd be so loud Cause there's two dozen deaf ears And you needed them to hear Now you know that justice is unjust The better liar wins the fight If this life were fair Well, I'd play Van Gogh and make them care But as it is, I'm out of paint Helpless to do more than wait There's two dozen deaf ears And you needed them to hear Rights and wrongs may be debated And revenge somewhat overrated But if the slate were black An eye for an eye wouldn't be too much to ask All my heart feels this crime And shivers at the tears in your voice But there's two dozen deaf ears That can't hear the noise |
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