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Artiste:
Paloma Faith
Titre:
Guilty
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I've been a criminal, I made a mistake Believed in the fictional Then let everything slip away I can't accept my faith Thought the alternative looked so crystal clear Drowned in the muddy waters And I'm living in my worst fears Begging you back through tears You had this picture of me And now I have shattered your dreams I know the drill and I know the truth And it kills me Yeah, I'm guilty Don't come near me The one thing I'm good at is messing up somebody else Baby, I'm guilty I'm turning sweet love into poison And I got the scars, if you're talking 'bout hurting yourself Baby, I'm guilty as hell I sit here all alone, my defence is down Wishing I could be home But I'm locked out and it's my fault Graze's with added salt Thought I would be okay without you and I Now that I realize it was all just an awful lie Take me back, I might die You had this picture of me And now I have shattered your dreams I know the drill and I know the truth And it kills me Yeah, I'm guilty Don't come near me The one thing I'm good at is messing up somebody else Baby, I'm guilty I'm turning sweet love into poison And I got the scars, if you're talking 'bout hurting yourself Baby, I'm guilty as hell I should've known that I could not go on here without you Instead of walking away, know that I'll feel terrified I know I was wrong, now I'm hurting myself, I wish I knew Please, take me back, I don't wanna believe this goodbye, oh Yeah, I'm guilty Don't come near me One thing I'm good at is messing up somebody else Baby, I'm guilty as hell (yeah, I'm guilty) Oh, I'm guilty Don't come near me (but I know) One thing I'm good at is messing up somebody else (please, forgive me darling) Baby, I'm guilty I'm turning sweet love (I'll turn sweet love) into poison (into poison, oh no) And I got the scars (oh no), if you're talking 'bout hurting yourself Baby, I'm guilty as hell