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I am guilty
Guilty as charge
Not cost of a dime, a nickel, or a penny
Just guilty
I'm filthy
I'm mess in distress
I made a mess in this dress
It was me
The aroma of defeat
Right below my ashy feet
I'm pleading for my sins
My hands are hard enough to rinse
I am kneeling down to my knees
Begging "Lord, please forgive me"
I am guilty
I'm sorry but I am guilty
Bad feeling that the verdict sees I'm guilty
Gavel slams
It's official
I am guilty
Judge closing my case
Freedom erased
Guilty!
Just guilty
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