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It's my fault

I've got a scar from the fire carved on my shoulder
a small sun wrapped in flames
a hidden path that leads to my soul
in a hidden punk I draw along with me.
I sighed in order to make it cast anchor
i vowed so much that he forgot in order to change
i told him another way just in case he eases me
a lotta lie for what he didn't manage to feel.
And you came now to remind that he exists
that he might go his way
but you can't imagine dammit and you don't know what you're doing
and then you always run and can't catch up.
And hell yeah you got a composing nerve
and it ain't suits you to roll somewhere there
cuz if you two encounter each other you'll be exposed
you have said so much that you wanna get lost.
And another fault of mine when you opened your mouth wide
i should have introduced him to you upon your first talk
but by the way you're heading you're gonna have the chance
when you set him an apoointment you'll be playing the lady again.
You'll be choking on your words pronto
and he shall speak to you wearing the pants
but who cares I'm just paying for the bullshit and I
apologise you both exist it's my fault.
 
It's my fault that the air i breathe stinks fire
it's my fault that I drain all I'm saying in just a glance
it's my fault that I learned how to fly without wings
it's my fault I'm keeping one breath at a time for my sake.
 
I'll keep draining all I speak in just one glance
and keep demanding all I breathe to smell fire
to remember it's my fault I'll be touching the scar
i'll be treating my life a breath into darkness.
And if i find the courage I'm gonna cut off from the punk
i'll take him outta my life i'll build him another home
in my mind and so everyone will cheer up
i'll take a muthafucker to share the roles.
I'll send my nerve on vacation
and i'll convince my heart to beat the way you like
you gotta lend me some chewed out words
how can i betray, damn you gotta show me.
You gotta tell me it ain't all my fault
it ain't all my fault it ain't all my fault
and you gotta save me from remorse not to drown
not to drown in remorse not to drown in remorse.
Imagine if i won't be able to cut off in the end
and go nuts along with him just out of the blue
and share teh vengeance sip by sip
and remember the good old times along with the punk.
To throw everything at godddamned waste
even if i had said that never
ever shall the fire see me burning my dreams
and screaming that it's all my fault.
 
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