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Manufacturing "Guilt" behind the temple
Led to my arrest and subsequent acquittal
Seems simple, but it's a riddle
And the answer is a puzzle with the barrel of a muzzle
Carried carefully to sterilize friends in peril
Get curb-stomped, wool socks and Merrells
Then back to the apartment where the carpet's tattered
Window shattered, wall spattered with chunks of discarded grey matter
Yellow tape around the perimeter when I arrived
Told 'em it was our spot and I needed to get inside
Then it hit me, trembling, I asked if you're alive
My words echoed bouncing off of downcast eyes
Looked around at investigators, saw one wearing galoshes
Talking evidence destroyed by the running faucet
That's when I lost it
Grabbed the gun out a cop's holster, I'm screaming
One last time, where is she?
Didn't matter what they said, I know they lie
Front yard full of cops pointing weapons at me now
I took a bow, cocked it and put it in my mouth
Hesitated cause I thought I heard you crying out
It was another siren, they tackled me to the ground
Sticky note on the fridge said I betrayed you and I'm Judas
Written in your blood on the wall, you made me do this
(You fucking made me do this)
Front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops
Neighbor heard the shots
Front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops
Charges get dropped
Front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops
City's in shock
Front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops, front yard full of cops
Nightmare never stops