Lyrics written and owned by Chantele Delaine

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I've learned from Plato and Socrates

That trial defenses are called apologies

Here in my time The Gavel still speaks minds

And it sentences in three's

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I have learned to alienate

Mechanized to defend with walls and gates

I see no crime to this serving of time

So why drill faults into mine?

Crito rolled in with getaway car

But I remained, only to be seen between bars

My supper last, right through the tea

Now I fight the urge to emerge prematurely

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Only after taxi go do I inhale

But no one was left to break me from jail

I won't be defined for not fighting tooth and nail

I've got keys and so I bail

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I've learned from Plato and Socrates

That trial defenses are called apologies

And now I know that they did these things so

I can take leave of row

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