A guilty conscience.
Another murky night has come
You are Thrashing your arms
Flailing about here and there
Still and all, You are drowning.
You try to make it out
Yet You are being pulled back
Guilt has You in its cold...
You are Thrashing your arms
Flailing about here and there
Still and all, You are drowning.
You try to make it out
Yet You are being pulled back
Guilt has You in its cold...