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Why's my mind, twisting up and leaving thoughts behind? I was gone before i'd go, The dirtiest deeds justified, Merely by the need, To seldom lay down alone. You don't speak, Away for long, Lover's rarely sleep, They are bound to the phone. Yet on a day plain and mild, With a smile violently wild, We had just begun. We'll blame it on the sun, We'll blame it on our signs, We'll blame it on a misstep, Lack of rhythm, or lack of time. There's no peace, There's morning noise, A new found lack of poise, There are lies and deceit. The dirtiest deeds justified, Merely by the need, To seldom lay down alone. Yet on a day plain and mild, With a smile violently wild, We had just begun. We'll blame it on the sun, We'll blame it on our signs, We'll blame it on a misstep, Lack of rhythm, or lack of time. We're out of tune, And you'll be gone, And i'll be leaving soon, We were born without a song, And we do not belong. Yet on a day plain and mild, With a smile violently wild, We'll blame it on our signs, We'll blame it on a misstep, Lack of rhythm, or lack of time.
Writer(s): Justin Wayne Ringle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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