3 August 2012
"GUILTY."
It rings through my ears...
That night I fell
Confirmed my fears
Held behind lock and key
For something I would never do
The death of the little girl
It was all down to you
I cry a puddle of sadness
I'm trying to forget
Instead of finding justice
I'm paying for your debt
They think I'm filth
They think I'm weak
They call me dirt
They call me freak
Held behind a lock and key
What forced you to do this to me
Justice • Opuss № I