Locked out Nothing to prove Wanna be the judge? Well here I stand The verdict handed down Surrounded by sin Couldn't turn it around I'm guilty Guilty as charged Getting what I deserve The reaper can't be far I'm digging my own grave Still above ground still time to be saved Guilty as charged Can't sleep at night wondering what went wrong How did I make it this far Push everyone close straight to the side Looking out for number one and spitting lies Not wanting forgiveness Not asking at all Slammed with regret Ready to take a hit Words are empty and I won't apologize What's done is done I'm next in line