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Guilty
November 10, 2002

If you don't believe me
That's ok
I'll sit alone and die slowly
While you wither away
And forget about a time of day
I'm just lonely anyway

I'm guilty.
Guilty as sin.
Guilty for what I'm sinking in.
Guilty for who I've killed,
And where I've been.
The hands I've shook
And the blind path I took

And my eyes are blind
But I can see through
And my mind is lost
But I've still got my crew

And of course, you.