Point The Blame

Point the blame
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Playing by the rules that’s why you’re losing the game
I think I heard it through the walls in the bathroom stalls
Or maybe in my yesteryears hanging out in the halls
We’ve got the rythym wrong
It sounds just like a Phish song
«Please her with a tweezer, I’ll stick it in the freezer.»
So, brother say what you want
I never know what you want from me
I’m moving up, moving on
So, say goodbye, because I won’t say goodbye to you
Point the blame
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Playing by the rules that’s why you’re losing the game
Point the blame
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Losing because you’re playing by the rules of the game
Somebody said it once before
But I’m really not too sure
Who it was, and where it was, and why I’m so insecure
We’ve got the rythym wrong
It sounds just like a Dead song
«Nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile, smile.»
So, brother say what you want. I never know what you want from me
I’m moving up, moving on
So, say goodbye, because I won’t say goodbye to you
Point the blame
Picture frame
Playing by the rules that’s why you’re losing the game
Point the blame
Windowpane
Losing because you’re playing by the rules of the game
Running around and thinking about
I can’t wait to figure it out
Policeman coming, so I’m running away
Badboy coming, so I’m running away
Richboy coming, so I’m running away
Point the blame
Picture frame
Playing by the rules that’s why you’re losing the game
Point the blame
Windowpane
Losing because you’re playing by the rules of the game
Point the blame
Picture frame
Playing by the rules that’s why you’re losing the game
Point the blame
Windowpane
Losing because you’re playing by the rules of the game