The Chair (EM Version) Lyrics

Yeah they found me close enough I'd bet

To the scene of their damned crime

I could see her lyin' there halo of red

All that blood just for a dime but time

well it ain't on my side

I felt like death, and he felt felt like me

A martyr out on bended knee

How in the hell they think it's me

Picked me up home and free

Just minding my own

Such a quiet life

A tired soul

That lawyer I got weren't more than a boy

He and mama kept telling me to confess

But I professed my innocence

Trusted all that evidence would show

Ain't that just how it goes

I carved the days in the wall

And when the bells rang I sang

That clarion call

Wishin' I could hang

Me An innocent man

To be a fly on the wall, a hornet, a bee

In that viewing room

How screwed is that they wanna see?

I should've assumed

They're just like me

So they put that cloth over my eyes

I hear myself begging, like her

And as the straps go round my thighs

I plead my case one last time

Cuz what's the harm

In one more lie