The day marches onward.
It stumbles and it staggers
and it picks up its daggers like a
drunk man falling on a moonlit grave.
In case you didn't know, we're all criminals.
We kept the lights off, always acting so proud of what we should have been
ashamed of. Yeah, we kept the lights off, and we were so proud.
We were so proud.
We're all criminals.
We're all criminals.
I've been set up for murder,
Condemned to burn up.
For my self-slaughter,
caught that homicide case.
I'm under your big brother, watchtower, New World conspiracies.
Don't need your judgment to tell me we're all criminals.
Criminal. Crook. Illegal.
Outlaw. Guilty individual.
And you should know,
We're all criminals.
I am a guilty man.
I wrote my own script over words already on the page.
I should be the one with poison injected in my veins.
My name should be "Dead Man."
My name should be "Dead Man."
You don't know what I've done.
I must confess.
You don't know what I've done.
I must confess.
We're all criminals.
But I'm innocent.
Criminal. Crook. Illegal.
Outlaw. Guilty individual.
And now yo
u know.
I'm innocent.
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