Motiveless Crime Songtext

von South

Motiveless Crime

Timeless favour, there might be strings tied,

Speeches, restless interrogation,

There lies on streets, lie there with me,

Catching fever, I don't think of life as out of reach

Jealous, fertile, cut from the safety of,

This life, these faces, I've walked in place at which point I'll ignore

A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime

I've witnessed

Timeless favour, there might be strings attached,

Catching fever, I don't think of life as obsolete,

A motiveless crime,
A motiveless crime
A motiveless crime

I've witnessed