it's easy to name the things you can blame
when you're feeding the fire you're feeding the flame
if i wanted a reason i could find one for sure
if i wanted it easy i could blame it on her
and the scars on my hands, the parts of my soul
that won't disappear as they're getting too old
they remind me of times when things were alright
and now i'm unsure if i'
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