Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blame the Author, artist - L'Orange. Album song The Ordinary Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Blame the Author |
| I know they fascinated by the fiction |
| The way words weave around and warp the will of wisdom |
| Water down the walkway, wash away the hopscotch chalk marks |
| Jumping through the portal with a fly and never got far, not smart |
| Cross they heart and hope to die, a dark park |
| With suspicious characters: witches and werewolves |
| Cover up, wear two layers when they stare at you |
| Can’t be too careful 'cause it’s there within the air you use |
| There were two options and they chose to cross |
| Train of thought, head-on collision, now they ghost float off |
| It’s the mystical list of fools who hover over |
| Waiting for a chance to host a body like a public promo |
| Look around, try to find, but it’s way behind your sight |
| Time grind down 'cause it’s finite, sliding on ice |
| And you figured age was infinity but the fine prints you didn’t read |
| Sad, so sad |
| Sad, so sad |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be late |
| Sad, so sad |
| Sad, so sad |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be late |
| It’s gonna be too late |
| It’s gonna be too late |
| Late |
| The wizard wanders through the castle, 'bout to slap you |
| From stopping Mickey from his chores, crack your Adam’s apple |
| You kick the bucket then the bucket kicks you back for it |
| The broom and the pail whale on Mickey, time to crack the whip |
| See what happens when you leave Mickey unattended |
| Practice magic he don’t understand, plus it ain’t his business |
| A cacophony of calamities, that’s unintended |
| Waving wands, he don’t wanna punch anyone or kick it |
| Shoot and brick it, 'cause you be the future victim |
| Crystal ball isn’t workin' out it need a Nutrisystem |
| I’m used to villains lettin' loose and boosting physics |
| Twisting images, shopliftin' when the noose is fitted |
| Truth suspended, wool over the eyes but your view is frigid |
| Frostbitten by the evidence of cooler systems |
| Used to symptoms like a kind of witchdoctor |
| Shrunk their heads to a footnote, you can blame the author |
| It’s gonna be sad, so sad |
| Sad, so sad |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be late |
| Sad, so sad |
| Sad, so sad |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be late |
| It’s gonna be too late |
| It’s gonna be too late |
| Sad, so sad |
| Sad, so sad |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be late |
| Sad, so sad |
| Sad, so sad |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be |
| It’s gonna be late |
| It’s gonna be too late |
| It’s gonna be too late |
| Late |