Tom McRae - You Cut Her Hair
Time
Has coloured in
The black and white
Of your sin,
So burn,
Burn the flag,
Rip it up,
Bury the rags.
But i will find you still, move in for the kill
You cut her hair.
So live,
Live long,
To see her face
In everyone.
And turn,
Turn the page,
Start again,
Change your name.
But I will find you still, move in for the kill
You cut her hair
You cut her hair
You cut her hair