It's Your Fault - Bol

You can’t do shit to me

You can’t do shit

There is no other way

You can’t give your shit today

I’ve locked all my doors

I’ve sewn my holes shut

Bled through my skin

Red pores spill all my sin

So little to give, so little to pay

You can’t fuck me over this way

It’s your fault that I’m so fucked

Get this, your time is up

You can’t do that to me

I’ve locked all my thoughts

It’s your fault I can’t get straight

You are filling me with hate

It’s your fault God hates me

It’s your fault, God — it’s your fault

Unknown to you the numb of this hate

It’s your fault