1.Guilt In A Suitcase
Well i carry my guilt in a suitcase
And i lug it around everywhere i go
And i look like buster keaton with a stone face
Cause i don't want my package to show
Now a broken promise
Is a powerful thing
It fits in that keyhole
And makes the front door swing
Then it holds you down
To watch what it will bring
Well i carry my guilt in a suitcase
And i lug it around everywhere i go
And i almost fool myself with a poker face
Cause i don't want my guilt to show
Even when i'm sleeping
There's a god-awful sound
It sits on my head
With the weight of a crown
I start hearing other voices
One too many choices
Well i carry my guilt in a suitcase
And i lug it around everywhere i go
And i look like buster keaton with a stone face
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