Guilty

I'm a prisoner of my own mind

I fall back into it everytime

But this pain I just can't hold it in

We a product of our own sin

I been driving down the same road

But I don't know which way to go

Memories of a different past

Torture me for living fast

In my head replaying what you said

This ain't living, we already dead

Been at the bottom for so fucking long

Been all alone since I heard you're gone

Feel more than empty but that's nothing new

Would say, "I'm sorry," if I could to you

I feel guilty just for waking up

All this money couldn't make it up

I'm a prisoner of my own mind

I fall back into it everytime

But this pain I just can't hold it in

We a product of our own sin

I been driving down the same road

But I don't know which way to go

Memories of a different past

Torture me for living fast