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A Guilty Man
Some people told me Don't worry another door will open After a completed contract I fail to keep my emotions in check In my community if you are not in the working class People tend to lose their respect Some people hope for a miracle cure Some people accept the world as it is I'm willing to lay down and die Because I am a guilty man I am not above to being cool for a while If you are cruel to me to me I understand Some people run from a possible fight Some people figure they could never win And although this is a fight I could win I prefer to lose The accused is a guilty man I am a guilty man You know I only hurt myself out of spite I guess I’ll be a martyr tonight The decision is mine I'm below anybody I know If there's a chance of resurrecting a love I'm above to going back to the start To find out where the heartache began Some people see through the eyes of the old Before they ever look at the young I am not willing to hear you cry Because I’m a guilty man
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