Anton Lacosta & Aleks Marty & ISHNLV - Blame

I still think about the youth
That only exists in my brain
Nothing never stays the same
‘Cause this stress to shame

With no one to blame

All of the time we spent together
In a pram we were
Birds of a feather
Different kind

We were laughing through the pain
You were never once so vain

All of the time
All of the time
All of the time
All of the time