Guilty

Sick Of It All · Call to Arms [1999]

I watch as innocence is slaughtered.

Can't stop the ringing in my head

You can't see what I see, you can't feel what I feel.

Guilty - the time will surely come.

Guilty - when I pay a heavy price - guilty

I search for love but find opression.

Can't stop the ringing in my head

You can't see what I see, you can't feel what I feel.

Just when I've fought out of the corner

I find my back against the wall.

My rules are far too hard to live by, they beat me down from inside.

Guilty - my standards are pathetic.

Guilty - I fail myself again.