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Ghosts of guilt they roam my way
Rising up like ghouls from shallow graves
Mistakes I made...they play like movies in my mind
They whisper wind into my ears as I memorize the times
Times of hurt and anger
Times of rain and rage
How I begged, stole, and borrowed from loved ones...long since passed away
Tick tocks and teardrops only make them come much stronger
Short circuited in the smoke...still the lunacy lasts longer
With a hard heart of hatred and a spirit and soul both rancid and rotten
A sour slave unto my sins...I picked and plucked the devils cotton
Ill gotten were all my many gains of greed
Dirtybirds all crow and caw while ghosts of guilt all laugh and play
They poke and point and push and pull and they waste my weary days
Now I wonder and I worry as the ghosts they sing their songs
I'm guilty like a man condemned...waiting on the worms to come
I rise and fall like breath from the belly of a beast
Suddenly...without a warning...ghosts of guilt all turn and run away
From those ghosts I now am rescued
From the guilt I am redeemed
For my father brings forgiveness where ghosts of guilt can't stay

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