Matt Maeson - Put It On Me

Hung high and dry, where no one can see If there's no one to blame, blame it on me Storm in the sky, fire in the street If there's nothing but pain, put it on me

You are the cold inescapable truth You're evil, the way in the life and the truth You're revival, beginning and you're genocide And I watch in wonder You are the cold inescapable truth You're evil, the way in the life and the truth You're revival, beginning and you're genocide And I watch in wonder

Hung high and dry, where no one can see If there's no one to blame, blame it on me Storm in the sky, fire in the street If there's nothing but pain, put it on me

I know that you'd never feel like I do And I'd break into pieces right in front of you And I'd burn down the city and string up the noose And you watch in wonder

Hung high and dry, where no one can see If there's no one to blame, blame it on me Storm in the sky, fire in the trees If there's nothing but pain, put it on me

I know that you'd never feel like I do Will break into pieces right in front of you I will burn down the city and string up the noose And you'll watch in wonder