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Keep Passing Blame
by i.G.C.
Genre: Tropical Rock Type: audio/mpeg
Lyrics
You change the story every time you speak New paint job on the same old league Swear you're honest, they're all insane Whole world wrong, you never change You light the match, then scream at the fire Call yourself truth while you're tangled in wire Cry on the phone, say they walked away Never mention all the games you play Every wood bridge you burn, you stand in the smoke
But the record still spells out yourself You lost your lover, lost your kids Lost your keys to where your family lives You can spin that wheel and change the names But you're the common thread when you keep passing blame You talk about partners who turn so cold Never tell how many times you sow Trust for a hit of control and thrills
Lied so long you forgot what's real Chops fall through and his bosses are cruel Eight three weeks but they're breaking the rules Call up friends just to plead your case Then bite their hands and still give you grace Every fallout, same old script you write You're always the victim in your own spotlight
Runs up the same old chain Say the quotes, you're ex, you're folks, you're boss All inspired to put you at a loss But every time the scene goes black It's your own footprints going round that track You can swap out faces, change the frame You're still the one who stays when you keep passing blame
Wake up, broken alone No more late night calls, picking up their phone Mirror on the wall won't clap, won't cheer Just stare back quiet with your favorite fear There's a line between hurt and harm Between being wounded and raising alarms We've all got scars, but at some point friend, you gotta choose to heal
Or you can own a mess and change your ways No more ghost and truth when it gets too loud No more bore me speeches to the crowd Yeah, you lost your home and you lost your crew But there's still a road that runs back through It starts the day you drop the game and stop Living life just keep passing blame
Living the bed you choose to make every lie Every step, every move, your fate When you're finally tired of losing the same You'll trade your alibi