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Blame Video (MV)




Performed By: John Maksym
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: John Maksym




John Maksym - Blame Lyrics
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(Blame)
(Blame)
I messed up, get dressed up, confess up
The worst of my feelings are very mischieving
My best of, consists of, the rest of
My being, that I've gotten good at concealing
And I don't know why I can't close my eyes
And escape to the places that I visualize
Maybe it's the fear? No, it must be the fear
Of the unknown and actually leaving
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
It's my fault
The guilt that ties knots in my stomach
And taunts as it carries the weight of contemptment
Suppressed by the highs, undressed by my eyes
Temporary relief like a substance
And I can't make sense of my flawed conscience
As it's caught in the toils of its residence
Gut check on myself, time for therapy help
Navigating the waters of my mental health
Too much, too hard, too soon to find the comfort in
Learning pain is your friend
Too bad, so sad, you dug the trench you're living in
Survival takes digging in
It's too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late, too late, too late, to give up now
I'm on the outside looking in
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
It's my fault
It's my fault
It's my fault (it's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault)
It's my fault (it's my fault, it's my fault)
(Blame)
(Blame)
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(Blame)
(Blame)
I messed up, get dressed up, confess up
The worst of my feelings are very mischieving
My best of, consists of, the rest of
My being, that I've gotten good at concealing
And I don't know why I can't close my eyes
And escape to the places that I visualize
Maybe it's the fear? No, it must be the fear
Of the unknown and actually leaving
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
It's my fault
The guilt that ties knots in my stomach
And taunts as it carries the weight of contemptment
Suppressed by the highs, undressed by my eyes
Temporary relief like a substance
And I can't make sense of my flawed conscience
As it's caught in the toils of its residence
Gut check on myself, time for therapy help
Navigating the waters of my mental health
Too much, too hard, too soon to find the comfort in
Learning pain is your friend
Too bad, so sad, you dug the trench you're living in
Survival takes digging in
It's too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
Too late, too late, too late, to give up now
I'm on the outside looking in
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
I struggle and blame myself
(Blame)
It's my fault
It's my fault
It's my fault (it's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault)
It's my fault (it's my fault, it's my fault)
(Blame)
(Blame)
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Writer: John Maksym
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