Blame game

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Censure it on

Your truant father

Your junkie mother

Your startling kids

Censure it on

Anybody, and anything

So you never need to

Assume liability

For your own particular activities

It's the bourbon

That hit me

It's my own particular shards

That destroyed me

It's a noxious God

That lied about adoration

'Cause you don't do anything

Point the finger at it on

My delicate mind

My frailties

My "unimaginable" needs

Censure it on

Anybody, and anything

So you never need to

Assume liability

For what you've done to me

It's the cigarettes

That stole my breath

The heaviness of my desires

That broke my trust

The turning of my own wheels

That drove me into frenzy

'Cause you don't do anything

Blame game | Ecency