Teksty: Mr T Experience. Not Guilty.

How many times have I looked at her lies and covered my eyes though I understand her inimical and diabolical plan? She's my accuser I don't want to lose her just want to confuse her or try to appease her you know it ain't easy just look in your freezer. Not guilty but she's made up her mind I'm not guilty but I'll swing for the crime I'm not guilty she's an eye in the sky I'm not guilty. Forgotten by time accused of a crime I did not commit it happened to be what happened to me just happened to fit she's having a wigger bigger and bigger a hand on a trigger she's trying to jump up she feels like a pump but she looks like a sneaker. Not guilty but she's made up her mind not guilty but I'm still gonna fry not guilty and I don't have much time not guilty. I testify to my alibi but I'm sick of it all and nothing's going to be solved I watch it all go by. Pinch me I'm dreaming or waking up screaming the essence of being guilt by attrition and sins of omission and acts of contriction she's such a comer dumber and dumber the smash of the summer and I got her number she peeks like a sneak but she squeaks like a pumper. Not guilty but she's made up her mind I'm not guilty but I'll swing for the crime I'm not guilty just a lie for a lie I'm not guilty.