thinking is a crime
i am a criminal
the thought of crime gives me the shivers
i have spilt blood
my own, and his
he said he is not a criminal
but how can he not be?
he walked away; on his life
i did too
but i was a criminal; not he
i am a criminal
the thought of crime gives me the shivers
i have spilt blood
my own, and his
he said he is not a criminal
but how can he not be?
he walked away; on his life
i did too
but i was a criminal; not he
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