Some Daggers Wear Red - Scene of the Crime

They can't see what we're doing
They're blinded by the storm
There's no one here
There's no one here

I can't vouch for an answer
For the toll its taken
The gems are to the right

And what we've been through
Blood steps are leading
From the scene of the crime

And I tried to save his life
But his spirit gave away
The alarm went off
The alarm went off

Don't wait around, man
This time of silence
I didn't steer you wrong

Let's count our luck here
And split the diamonds
And let us face the facts

They don't know we've set our sights
On their witless, most valued prize

No use lying beside the fear
No more bickering for hours
Hell would know
Hell would know
Hell would know

I can't vouch for an answer
For the toll its taken
The gems are to the right

And what we've been through
Blood steps are leading
From the scene of the crime

Don't wait around, man
This time of silence
I didn't steer you wrong

Let's count our luck, dear
And split the diamonds
And let us face the facts

Written by:
Michael Cuenca

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