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Don't Blame Me - James Marriott (Instrumental)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Marriott
James Marriott
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Marriott
James Marriott
Songwriter
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Songwriter
Jago Shakoori
Jago Shakoori
Songwriter
Samuel Horsley
Samuel Horsley
Songwriter
Jono Suter
Jono Suter
Songwriter
Matthew Gavin
Matthew Gavin
Songwriter
Eeli Savolainen
Eeli Savolainen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Marriott
James Marriott
Producer
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Producer
Jono Suter
Jono Suter
Producer
Svante Forsbäck
Svante Forsbäck
Mastering Engineer

Texty

You touch me too softly And I know what that means That you don't really love me As morose as it seems When I leave I'll pull on the last of our strings And you'll see That there's always the next thing There's always the next thing I'm cutting our ties, that's all I can do (Don't blame me) Don't act surprised, it's only for you (Don't blame me) The best of our times were the worst of your life Tell me who you're lying to Cover your eyes but peer through the lines 'Cause when I cry, it's only for you All I did was agree To mask all the missteps for our chemistry Was it all you had dreamed? Was I all you hate? But you knew that I'd be I'm cutting our ties, that's all I can do (Don't blame me) Don't act surprised, it's only for you (Don't blame me) The best of our times were the worst of your life Tell me who you're lying to Cover your eyes but peer through the lines 'Cause when I cry, it's only for you No, this path never stops And I'm already sick of the next mountain top No, this high couldn't last In a moment, it'll move on and stay in the past We were never in love So when we were fucking, who were you thinking of? No, I'm never enough I'll fall from your hands straight into your gloves No, this path never stops And I'm already sick of the next mountain top No, this high couldn't last In a moment, it'll move on and stay in the past We were never in love So when we were fucking, who were you thinking of? No, I'm never enough I'll fall from your hands straight into your gloves Don't blame me
Writer(s): Aleksi Kiiskinen, Jago Shakoori, James Marriott, Jono Suter, Matthew Gavin, Samuel Horsley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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