"Without Guilt" genre: Alternative General
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	Energetic, Nice Groove, Pop/Rock.(
	MP3.com CD: Awake - buy it! CD: Awake Credits: Written and Performed By Ryan McNab/Recorded At Soundhouse Studio.
	Story Behind the Song This is a sad story about someone I once knew. He unfortunatly met his demise in a car accident years ago. The guilt still strikes me once in awhile when I look back at how I handled the situation.n$ Lyrics So much more pushed under my skin, Couldn't shed a tear, so it's a sin. Never said how, I won't touch the word, I faced my demons and ignored what I heard. False doors around this conversation, Walks the white of his creation. Purity rests outside my roo m, How much more guilt, will I consume! Unselfish rendering of my own imagination, Uncontrolled state to our own fixations. Smoke a cigarette, I suffer the same, Lay in this grave, our memories remain. Unselfish rendering of my own imagination, Uncontr o lled state to our own fixations. Smoke a cigarette, I suffer the same, Lay in this grave, our memories remain. After we see our personal hell, Come with me and your souls I'll sell. Above the sky's we know where you are, Driving your invisable car. F a ls e doors around this conversation, Walks the white of his creation. Purity rests outside my room, How much more guilt, will I consume! Unselfish rendering of my own imagination, Uncontrolled state to our own fixations. Smoke a cigarette, I suffer the s ame, Lay in this grave, our memories remain. Unselfish rendering of my own imagination, Uncontrolled state to our own fixations. Smoke a cigarette, I suffer the same, Lay in this grave, our memories remain. After we see our personal hell, Come with me and your souls I'll sell. Above the sky's we know where you are, Driving your invisable car. False doors around this conversation, Walks the white of his creation. Purity rests outside my room, How much more guilt, will I consume! Unselfish rendering of my own imagination, Uncontrolled state to our own fixations. Smoke a cigarette, I suffer the same, Lay in this grave, our memories remain. Unselfish rendering of my own imagination, Uncontrolled state to our own fixations. Smoke a cigarette, I suffer the sa me, Lay in this grave, our memories remain. t

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