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Stokeswood - Bloody History şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Stokeswood

albüm: 2075


You can blame it all on me.
You can blame it all.
You will never amount to much they say,
You've heard it your whole life and
You've been trying your best 'til your dying day.
But now your gripping the knife
On the edge; ain't it grand,
Outrunning the reaper man.
Trapped like a rat with the wall at your back,
Holding until the timing is right.
In this pitiful plight.
You can blame it all on me.
You can blame it all.
Spring forth from the earth,
You were born from dirt.
You're a man of mud and misery.
And glad that you are; you've been sin from the start.
And you blame it on your bloody history,
Blame it on your bloody history.
Yoy blame it in history,
Like the branches of this tree.
Blame it on me.
Breathless are the ones that
Never shut their mouths,
With pumping bellows.
Innocent men recently condemned,
Being led to the gallows.
You can blame it all on me.
You can blame it all.

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