Blame
So I think you are a fool
Hanging on my every word
I'm getting ugly, So I'm ugly..
Tear me from your heart
Tearing me apart.
So I thought you'd disappear
Being alone is what you fear
Are you lonely?
Yes, lonely.
Tear me from your hearttttttlllliiifee
Tearing me apart.
Rolling, and throwing, consoling
Everything that goes this far
Joking and hoping, revolting
All that shit that's who you are
Holding, and scolding, revolving
Peel it back, reveal the scar.
Loathing, exploding, controlling
This is what you really are.
The time is coming
Gone Insane
Your really happy
You've won the game
The time is coming
A bed of flames
Your life is over
And you???????€??¬???€???re to blame
The time is coming
You've gone insane
Your really happy
You've won the game
The time is coming
A bed of flames
Your life is over
And you???????€??¬???€???re to blame
Blame [x4]
Rolling, and throwing, consoling
Everything that goes this far
Joking and hoping, revolting
All that shit that's who you are
Holding, and scolding, revolving
Peel it back, reveal the scar.
Loathing, exploding, controlling
This is what you really are. [x2]
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