Innocent until proven guilty, their law said
But in my world your jus dead.
Once you cross the line,thier's no going back
to pay for the crime.
You live in turmoil and guilt for the rest of your life.
You may go crazy with what you must hid.
Checked out last night, no going back,
doesn't matter anymore if there guilty or not.

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