Bizawi - Guilt

Good morning
When you wake up, cannot even shake up
Punched you in the stomach, up neck, you bless shut
As if you were ass up
All night in the but, sup, cannot even dress up
That’s what’s up
You did wrong, themed the wrong dream song
Damn son, you fucked up, now it’s gone
Pain in the long, run, you run, it’ on
It will never leave you alone, change is strong

You made a mistake, no going back
Was it human rage, will you own up
Can you move on, will happen a lot
Can they heal from that, No but

Sorry, forgiveness flash man in black
The shackles, the blisters, the gut
Thе poo poo, the po po, the what
The systеm, the isms, the luck
The next time, the cliff
The difference, the grief
The riff
The silence, the blinking, crunching, stiff
A biff, pounding, gone ifs
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less

Cannot leave the bed, losing ahead
Made up the mad, now tread, go red
Cheese holes, sadness bleeds
Freezing cold, bad tendencies
Now spread, you cannot, cannot escape
Spend what you don’t have, sink drinking lose shape
Hunted inside, fault and despair
Knotting in tape by not being aware
No mercy, for slipping green to black
Being a wrack, Jumping potato sack
Hiring a flak, cancelled, no plaque
Unaware, can’t go back

Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less
Blame, guilt, rest
Stand up think less