Blame

Some days I wear bad, I wear bad conscience
It breaks my legs to fall in silence
My feet stand, empty, tired of waiting
If you're all tied up, and the heat kills you


It's easy to dive into
It's easy to dive into
The water


Do not complain and remember the past
You do not want to sink in silence
Just leave it in your mind, and blame it on my knees
'Cause These legs can not stand in a stranger's land


It's easy to dive into
It's easy to dive into
The water


It's easy to dive into
It's easy to dive into
The water


Blame it on my knees
Blame it on my knees
Blame it on my knees
Blame it on my knees
Blame it on my knees

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