The Rakes: The guilt

This is true story.Oh, for god sake.I just woke up, everything was fuckedFrom the night before I was beyond repairI had just woke up, everything was wrongAll the cats were dead and the phones were goneI had just woke up like a heart attackI weren't coming back and mum was dressed in blackI had just woke up, I had just woke upEverything was fucked, everything was fuckedThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationI had just woke up in someone elses bedShe was overweight, who did I do last night?I felt paradise in between girl's thighsIt was quick and nice, the feeling's cold as iceI could hardly walk and I had the shakesHad to eat some fruit or I was gonna faintI had just woke up, I had just woke upEverything was fucked, everything was fuckedThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationI need one day a week for my cuts to healTake every Monday off with my blood shot eyesIf work only knew what I got up toAt the weekend they wouldn't speak to meOr pretend to be my friends, take every Monday offWith my blood shot eyes, with my blood shot eyesI had just woke up, I had just woke upEverything was fucked, everything was fuckedThe guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulationThe guilt won't leave my circulation, the guilt won't leave my circulation