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Blue (1998 Unreleased Hybrid Theory Demo)In the dark daysI'll part ways With the blame. Trying to maintain But it's still all the same It's all a game. Hear my name in the rain And the pain, I wear my face with a tear stain You feign fondness, honestly it's time To give you a piece of my mind And show you that you're blind. And in the design Of the world I call mine Know that you can't stand on both sides Of the line. Everything is my fault (It's all the same, just pass me the blame) The problems have two faces Everything is my fault (It's all the same, just pass me the blame) The problems have two faces Pass all the blame over to me It will come eventually Take the time out to examine All these questions honestly With my eyes shut I'm seeing the truth in your words The absurd Slurred into beauty to be heard You swim through deceit The lies that you tell The stories you sell Knowing you well I keep distance And every instance You keep your thoughts concealed What I feel Just another spoke in the wheel All or nothing Thrown down and trampled by your heel And eaten away By my own version of the real Everything is my fault (It's all the same, just pass me the blame) The problems have two faces Everything is my fault (It's all the same, just pass me the blame) The problems have two faces Pass all the blame over to me It will come eventually Take the time out to examine All these questions honestly You're always to blame? Nothing, thrown down (It's all the same, just pass me the blame) Trampled by your heel (Play the game and wear the tear stain) Eaten by my own (Pass the pain, 'cause you'll feel it if you don't) Version of the real (Stop counting 'til you've got your own) Nothing, thrown down (It's all the same, just pass me the blame) Trampled by your heel (Play the game and wear the tear stain) Eaten by my own (Pass the pain, 'cause you'll feel it if you don't) Version of the real (Stop counting 'til you've got your own) |