| I would turn on the TV but it’s so embarrassing
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| To see all the other people I don’t know what they mean
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| And it was magic at first when they spoke without sound
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| But now this world is gonna hurt you better turn that thing down
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| Turn it around
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| «It wasn’t me», says the boy with the gun
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| «Sure I pulled the trigger but it needed to be done
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| Cause life’s been killing me ever since it begun
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| You cant blame me cause I’m too young»
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| «You can’t blame me sure the killer was my son
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| But I didn’t teach him to pull the trigger of the gun
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| It’s the killing on this TV screen
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| You cant blame me its those images he seen»
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| Well «You can’t blame me», says the media man
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| Well «I wasn’t the one who came up with the plan
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| I just point my camera at what the people want to see
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| Man it’s a two way mirror and you cant blame me»
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| «You can’t blame me», says the singer of the song
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| Or the maker of the movie which he based his life on
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| «It's only entertainment and as anyone can see
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| The smoke machines and makeup and you cant fool me»
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| It was you it was me it was every man
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| We’ve all got the blood on our hands
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| We only receive what we demand
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| And if we want hell then hells what well have
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| And I would turn on the TV
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| But it’s so embarrassing
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| To see all the other people
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| I don’t even know what they mean
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| And it was magic at first
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| But let everyone down
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| And now this world is gonna hurt
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| You better turn it around
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| Turn it around |