Do not blame me.

Fuck the law, blame the reality, and all other things that made me suspicious for my own loyalty. You know I doesn't even exist but in my mind I do flow by my little rhythm, so now after a big decision I though that I will make a song about our life so you can grow on.

I stand my ground, it's hard enough, I do it for myself and not for you, I was on your side all this year long aha, baby please you gotta know, whoever you blame it's not me and you,

but the
fucking alcohol.

You still don't get it and you don't even know how many lives you crushed in one go. I was your protective archangel and I did what I though was all cool but the lawyer doesn't think so at all.

I will never forgive and I will never give up, so fuck yourself and begone. Hope your crying at nights cuz that you deserve, because now, my life is so fucking tough, it's all thanks to you but wait, I don't blame you, yet, cuz it's actually more!

I tried to reach you before my interrogation began, but you only though thats whole world was on your shoulders hanging 'round. I though that I fought for the rightness but my enemy, It wasn't a person, oh no, it was so much more, and you, you wasn't there for me, but that, I don't even need neither
I'm asking for.

Oh baby please don't you know, what are you blaming me for? We lived for so long and we learned from each other each day that passed while we was sitting on cliff all alone.
Oh baby please, do not blame no more, it's not my fault, just let go.
You already won, stop kicking me this hard, I'm laying face down on the floor. Please don't do it no more.


I tried to understand and accept the way it is but i cared to much so in the end, you win. And thats not my style cuz it's me or nobody else, you remember back at coldness I did what I figured was at hand. And everyone was against me but I just stood still and took all the shit.

Now back to reality to the day of my prodigy, to rebuild and rebind all of my solidarity. To be higher then ever and to begin with my work like never before and try to reach the fucking top of this world. To be knowing cool people and to get blown my some cops. To smoke some weed and to get my balls shaved by some fucking Hollywood stars.

But who do I want to become if not the one who can win all alone, who will never look back and think about this fucking shit all along. Who will never look around and talk some cheap shit 'bout hoes, and who will never love anyone again but himself all alone.

This shity chatty talk of yours make me so fucking sick oh your greatest detective
so please, put a dick in your tiny fucking face. Do you even realize that if it wasn't for me then no one would care. You get paid while you are on the hunt for those who love justice and want it all good. Just while others are out there and killing in at you homes.

I try to understand what I have become, but no, theres no fucking way. All tribute to yo, oh my beloved a while ago.

Oh baby please don't you know, what are you blaming me for? We lived for so long and we learned from each other each day that passed while we was sitting on cliff all alone.
Oh baby please, do not blame no more, it's not my fault, just let go.
You already won, stop kicking me this hard, I'm laying face down on the floor. Please don't do it no more.


I wasn't born like this but you have waked it up, the demon that live in my hearth have fallen out. Now what have you expected me to be? An angel of rightness who will sit still and no matter what blaming shit out of your head? No thanks, that's cool with me I actually don't wanna hear you name again.

And lets rethink our little strategy, now, if I came to you and told you that I wasn't alone by making this choice, that I just wanted live free and by killing everything it was only your fault.
Would you spit me in the face then and tell me fuck off? Would you say that it was only my decision and that I never actually was yours, but just a little prick like your previous fucking underdogs?

Remember the day when you been all tired up and when you needed someones love who did you call then on? No it wasn't me, I stood behind your door cuz i fell so worried 'bout the night before. When I wanted to teach you that by drinkin alcohol you will look so stupid and do some crazy stuff that you will regret next day under in a shower foam.

Remember when I told you to go home, to skip this fucking call, and just turn on? No you did not listen to me so don't tell me it's my fucking fault and blame me for all the shit that i've done some year ago! Cuz I wasn't even there when you've been fucked on. So please you gotta know,

it's all the fucking alcohol.

So baby, who have been turned on and whose life have been reborn?

Now when you ask me that, I tell you what..

Nothing is true, everything is permitted.

So just GO ON. Hope you don't live through same shit once more.


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