Blame
Text: Victorous

Yeah, blame it all on me.
Yeah, blame it on me, the dumbass who's trying to make things better.
It's better to sit down, eat what you are supposed to eat,
say the things you are supposed to say and live the way you are supposed to live.
If anyone is trying to have second opinions, smash them.
If anyone is dressing wierd, smash him/her.
Support the non-thinking society.

A get together of ignorance
hitting the floor
the new cologne marks your range.

The qeue is getting longer.
The amplifiers strikes, purchase false.
Vessels of dead bodies entering the black hole.
Some are not like you.
Entering the atmosphere.
Turning into bloom.

A get-together of subs
hitting the target
marking the spot
This vessel is no more.