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that i'm in 
I'm concerned cause I sin then I see a light dim
A little glimmer of hope , a person jotting a note
A simple man walking by then he lies

Guilty conscience shackles me making tackling problems
Harder than playing the part like my heart isn't starving though it should
When it comes to love i

comes back asking 
Do you remember what the fuck you did
Do you feel too guilty to have that kid
It doesn't have to be another day in the life 
You could

nobody knows
Got a guilty conscience shit that I can put on my soul
If I hurt you know I'm sorry that the way that it goes, oh
Damn
I want you to need me,

promises, guilty verdicts
Trying to get your star lit, knocked down by bird shit
Trying to keep your scars hid, but time or disguising don't reverse it
In

Papers I've read are counting all the young dead
Lost in a war waged on a foreign shore
Sent by a man with guilty blood on his hands
His fatal

guilty conscience
Da streets aint safe (oh no)
They poccet watchin and they smile up in yo face (oh no)
Tell me where was you at wen i caught dat case
I

up my body

Disruptive but you're so calming
I'm haunted by a Guilty conscience
Confronted with a broken portrait
You take things turn them all

a forest and absorbed it
Haunted by my guilty conscience 
Options of whom he’s the fondest 
Split it up in a way dat chu can’t save
Eat it up wen she bust u

I,
Spend my days swiping right 
Forcing myself to feel alive
Settle on the ones in sight

High,
In the middle of July 
Think I see you by my side

Another guilty conscience, seasoned with ample drugs
There are no features, only bugs
Screaming like slaughtered cattle. Yield only poison meat
We tip our

I,
Spend my days swiping right 
Forcing myself to feel alive
Settle on the ones in sight

High,
In the middle of July 
Think I see you by my side

Are you sure you can do this thing
Are you sure you'll not fail
It's a bright day with dull moments
Life is hitting me as a hornet
Disputing in my

back in the booth
Had to show you what I actually do
Tone-deaf to my guilty conscience
Stackin bucks no I ain't talkin Giannis
Makin money moves I run

the lies, "I was an innocent man that wasn't guilty", with plans
But I fell short in advance from my expenses
Defensive towards my values to repair myself

like me more
Don't bother to talk to me for months on end
And then I meet you in some late-night bar and you convince me we're still friends
Guilty

and bones

Around the clock
You struggle with a constant guilty conscience
Pulling you down
Not your fault
Weary of this quiet desperation
Have patience

This

Death is approaching the faithful devotion
As time goes by all these painful emotions
Spread over me like a blanket I'm hoping
To see the day I'm

Throw me up against a wall
Tell me I'm no good at all
I get suspicious when people aren't vicious
I savage my pride by myself from inside

My guilty

could buy back time
Guilty conscience with regrets on my mind
Innocent intentions iain wanna see you crying
But how you mad when we both was lying

from the things that make us sick
No guilty conscience and no wounds to lick
Packing up and getting out
Following the sunset
Nomad; I wander without

deserves
Had an open ear for his worries
And so had he for hers
Every day, every night
It's a hopeless fight between
Guilty conscience and confusing bliss

Don't Feel Right

The Roots

Game Theory

2006

The money missing and there's mouths to feed
Get the brain kicking, thinking of a thousand things
Remember back in the days, when the kitchen had eggs

Don't Feel Right

The Roots

Game Theory [Clean]

2006

the brain kickin', thinkin' of a thousand things
Remember back in the days when the kitchen had eggs
And pancakes, thicken and greens and cool Aid

When