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A confession given at gunpoint isn't worth shit Waited for years for you to open up and this is how you chose to do it You could've chosen to be compassionate but you chose recrimination As if my lack of shame was a threat to you And shaming me could give you back What was taken from you As if forcing me to be ashamed could erase the shame you feel yourself As if I took the blame for what was done to me you could take the blame for what was done to you As if the good intentions deleted the sin As if I thought you were mean-spirited all the way Putting me down will never set you free (What do you want me to say, I might just give you the same That I don't believe you)