Criminal Songtext
von The Winery Dogs
Criminal Songtext
Somebody planted the seed of love
But the vines are killin′ me.
Make you feel so good to know
But it's bad, bad, bad...
I guess by now i should know the score
It′s like somebody put some voodoo on me.
And i don't want it in my head.
I can't take it no more.
I feel like a wanted man.
I′m not a criminal.
You′ve got me in your hands.
And i got nothin' at all.
You′ve got me believin'
You′re someone i'm needin′
But i'm a brick in your wall.
And i'm in your hands
And i′m runnin′
Got me runnin' like a criminal.
I′m on the streets in the dead of night.
I'm wakin′ up in the woods.
I'm feelin′ dirty inside my soul.
I need somebody who can help me come clean.
I'm at the border down by mexico.
I don't know which way i should turn to next.
Should i give it up?
Should i take it all the way?
All the way down down down down?
I feel like a wanted man.
I′m not a criminal.
You′ve got me in your hands.
And i got nothin' at all.
You′ve got me believin'
You′re someone i'm needin′
But i'm a brick in your wall.
You got me in your hands
And i'm runnin′
You got me runnin′ like a criminal.
I'm a broken man that maybe be fated
And i don′t know the time i'm facin′.
And the line is off my dime is up and i'm facin′
Facin' the devil.
I gotta leave it all behind...
I feel like a wanted man.
I'm not a criminal.
You′ve got me in your hands.
And i got nothin′ at all.
You've got me believin′
You're someone i′m needin'
But i′m a brick in your wall.
You got me in your hands.
Oh and it's criminal.
But the vines are killin′ me.
Make you feel so good to know
But it's bad, bad, bad...
I guess by now i should know the score
It′s like somebody put some voodoo on me.
And i don't want it in my head.
I can't take it no more.
I feel like a wanted man.
I′m not a criminal.
You′ve got me in your hands.
And i got nothin' at all.
You′ve got me believin'
You′re someone i'm needin′
But i'm a brick in your wall.
And i'm in your hands
And i′m runnin′
Got me runnin' like a criminal.
I′m on the streets in the dead of night.
I'm wakin′ up in the woods.
I'm feelin′ dirty inside my soul.
I need somebody who can help me come clean.
I'm at the border down by mexico.
I don't know which way i should turn to next.
Should i give it up?
Should i take it all the way?
All the way down down down down?
I feel like a wanted man.
I′m not a criminal.
You′ve got me in your hands.
And i got nothin' at all.
You′ve got me believin'
You′re someone i'm needin′
But i'm a brick in your wall.
You got me in your hands
And i'm runnin′
You got me runnin′ like a criminal.
I'm a broken man that maybe be fated
And i don′t know the time i'm facin′.
And the line is off my dime is up and i'm facin′
Facin' the devil.
I gotta leave it all behind...
I feel like a wanted man.
I'm not a criminal.
You′ve got me in your hands.
And i got nothin′ at all.
You've got me believin′
You're someone i′m needin'
But i′m a brick in your wall.
You got me in your hands.
Oh and it's criminal.
Writer(s): Tarik Trotter, Ahmir Thompson, Brian Carenard, Karl Jenkins, Khari Mateen, Jamal Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com