I've been up for days
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Trying to find a way
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To write this confession down
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Seems every line I write's a mess
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At least this I'll admit
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For what i've done i am not proud
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But there's no need to pretend
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No need for innocence
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I’ve got to be honest now
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My verdict has come in
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It says I'm guilty for my sins this time
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I thought I could escape
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But then I finally felt the weight
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Of my crimes
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It’s passion, it's not love
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Infatuation never ends up right
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At least I won't be alone tonight
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Cos' I don't want to be alone tonight
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The prosecution rests
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With convincing evidence
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It seems I've been deceived
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So now I stand alone
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And wait for the first stone
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To be cast upon me
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My verdict has come in
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It says I'm guilty for my sins this time
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I thought I could escape
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But then I finally felt the weight
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Of my crimes
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It’s passion, it's not love
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Infatuation never ends up right
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At least I won't be alone tonight
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At least I won't be alone tonight
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Cos' I don't want to be alone tonight
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Confessions
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| City And Colour |
