“A song about the West Memphis Three… these kids that came from this Bible Belt town and because they wore black and listened to heavy metal they were found guilty of murder, even though there was no evidence.”

I often wonder why I sit and wait to die
What have I done to justify the sentence they gave
Too many hours, spent in darkness, questioning
How and why?
I can’t remember many moments in the light
This retribution has defiled me to no end
An execution without merit, looms ahead
Tell me why
I was a boy who had to live his own way
I never fit into the model they had designed
I chose the path less taken
I stood with others who had often felt the same
We garnered stares from passersby
Our dark attire seemed to frighten people away
And when the three young boys died
They pointed fingers and entangled us in a lie
With no hope in sight

I sit here, terrified
Can’t someone try to bring the truth to light
Won’t anybody open up their eyes
Before the three of us have lost our lives?

Why was everybody so damn afraid
They blamed the devil for the heinousness of the crime
To justify their own faith
We were labeled pawns of satan for a time
The three of us were attacked and disgraced
For many hours we were questioned and so maligned
One of us couldn’t take it
His simple manner was manipulated in kind
Fear made him blind

Now I sit here, terrified
Can’t someone try to bring the truth to light
Won’t anybody open up their eyes
Before the three of us have lost our lives?
And why
Can’t anybody see through their disguise
Won’t they believe we didn’t take their lives
And now the three of us have lost our lives