How do you plead?
Im guilty sir, a convictions what I need
Ten miles wide
Ten miles wide
Couldnt count the stars, couldnt see the sky
I blew it ten feet high
Lit the fuse with a cigarette
Bound n gagged there I was
But I didnt give up yet
Hopping to n from from the edge of oblivion
Hoping where I was was reason enough cause
I dont like the sound
Im guilty as all the world will agree
But guilty isnt reason enough to crucify me
I enjoyed what I did and I did what I had to
No reason to lie or to be so confused
I was glad, overjoyed, the feelings of bad and the paranoid
Not enough to show regret for what I did
Maybe next time youll be more more awake
Perceive the deeds and who it shakes
But next time is never for I surrender
I just know I should
Cause I blew it ten feet high
No one could even see the sky
I did what I did no need to fucking hide
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