The Guilt

This is a true story

I just woke up, everything was fucked

From the night before, I was beyond repair

I had just woke up, everything was wrong

All the cats were dead and the phones were gone

I had just woke up like a heart attack

I weren't coming back and mum was dressed in black

I had just woke up, I had just woke up

Everything was fucked, everything was fucked

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

I had just woke up in someone else's bed

She was overweight, who did I do last night?

I felt paradise in between girl's thighs

It was quick and nice, the feelings cold as ice

I could hardly walk and I had the shakes

Had to eat some fruit or I was gonna faint

I had just woke up, I had just woke up

Everything was fucked, everything was fucked

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

I need one day a week for my cuts to heal

Take every Monday off with my blood shot eyes

If work only knew what I got up to

At the weekend they wouldn't speak to me

Or pretend to be my friends, take every Monday off

With my blood shot eyes, with my blood shot eyes

I had just woke up, I had just woke up

Everything was fucked, everything was fucked

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

The guilt won't leave my circulation

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