| No choice
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| I had to do it
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| Or else it was my ass on the floor
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| I had to even up the score
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| So I shot down the bloody whore
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| Now I have to face my destiny
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| No hope for me in a biased society
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| (Sinner!) I’m innocent!
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| (Repent!) So sorry!
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| (Die!) No, please!
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| Guilty of innocence
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| My only crime was being at the scene
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| All fingers point at me
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| Things aren’t as they seem
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| Now I have to face my destiny
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| No hope for me in a biased society
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| (Sinner!) I’m innocent!
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| (Repent!) So sorry!
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| (Die!) No, please!
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| Here, I sit and wonder why
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| You constantly must classify
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| The way I think, the way I look
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| But I don’t really give a fuck
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| 'Cause you don’t mean a thing to me
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| And this is what I fail to see
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| Now I have to go to jail
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| 'Cause I can’t afford the bail
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| Judge and jury, sure they were fair
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| Laughing as they cut my hair
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| (Sinner!) I’m innocent!
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| (Repent!) So sorry!
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| (Die!) No, please! |