| Choose your subject and fill the frame
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| Leave the crime scene just as quietly as you came
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| You’ve been providing evidence
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| And all the puzzle pieces fit
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| You are who they say you are
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| You’ve framed yourself in innocence
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| The jury’s out and they’re convinced
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| You are who they say you are
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| Just point and shoot
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| That’s all you do
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| To help yourself feel free
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| Murder by photography
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| It’s simply pathetic how photosynthetic
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| Your life has become
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| Staring at the mirror plotting your next move
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| Finding new ways to improve
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| A witness claims your case is a charade
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| Accusations made have turned this into a game you know
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| Now by your rules we play
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| The day turns, the room adjourns
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| And we’re stuck in the same place
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| Your defense is under attack
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| And they’re not cutting any slack
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| You are who you say you are
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| Snap snap another photograph
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| You’ve been exposed and can’t turn back
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| You are who you say you are
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| It’s simply pathetic how photosynthetic
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| Your life has become
|
| Staring at the mirror plotting your next move
|
| Finding new ways to improve
|
| Just point and shoot
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| That’s all you do
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| To help yourself feel free
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| Murder by photography |