Sam Three

What’s your crime, a sentence to come, drink some wine, don’t get bitter, what passes for love, won’t alter this, forget broken lines, that sing in your blood, they’re other lives, all that you flip, is there to discover, you need to change grip, entwine, silence the club, survey the crime, no more shit, hands that you scrub, laugh at such hits, hear the clock chime, no being misunderstood, remember this time, pull on your gloves.