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Don't Blame Me - James Marriott (Instrumental)
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INTERPRÉTATION
James Marriott
James Marriott
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Marriott
James Marriott
Paroles/Composition
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Paroles/Composition
Jago Shakoori
Jago Shakoori
Paroles/Composition
Samuel Horsley
Samuel Horsley
Paroles/Composition
Jono Suter
Jono Suter
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Gavin
Matthew Gavin
Paroles/Composition
Eeli Savolainen
Eeli Savolainen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
James Marriott
James Marriott
Production
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Aleksi Kiiskinen
Production
Jono Suter
Jono Suter
Production
Svante Forsbäck
Svante Forsbäck
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Paroles

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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