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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