Put It on Me - Matt Maeson

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 proof

You’re the evil, the way in the life and the truth

You’re revival beginnin' and you’re genocide

And I watch in wonder

You are the cold inescapable proof

You’re the evil, the way in the life, and the truth

You’re revival beginnin' 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 trees

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'd watch in

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'll never feel like I do

I 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