Excuses

Who's to blame. No remedy to cure this pain
No remedy to cure this pain
Cuz I believe there's nothing there for me

Education is killing my religion
Intuition is killing my religion
My religion is killing your religion
My religion, your religion.

[Myk's Verse]
Lungs blackened from this filth that I'm breathing
Polluted phrases are the kill of the season
My ears bleed and in turn I speak treasons
Weaving through a system that dubs realists as heathens
Like the cigarettes I'm 'chained' to, wicked words can be the devil in
Disguise that thrive off of maiming you
But who's blaming who
Never are we the ones
We point the finger at the skies and the chosen 'son'
All my senses are killing my innocence
Cruel inventions are killing my innocence
No innocence is killing your innocence
My innocence, your innocence.

Blame it on terror. Computer error
The east and west coast and the post-consumer era
The mayor, the president. The air, the elements
Whatever's relevant but never look in to your mirror
What you want, what you need is to be blameless
Don't blame the DJ, it's the playlist. Cause blame is a slutty word
Ex-planation, ex-ecution, ex-cuse share the same 'ex'.

You don't wanna know the sinner
You don't wanna know the killer. Because it's you.

Television is stalling evolution
Medication is stalling evolution
Evolution is stalling revolution. Evolution, revolution.

Collaboration, the start of revolution
My decision, the start of revolution
Revolution, the start of evolution. Revolution, evolution
Blame yourself.