| Song | Blame |
| Artist | Gavin Friday |
| Album | Catholic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Once I was young, then I grew up | |
| From the greylight to the bluelight to the daylight, have I grown up at all? | |
| I love my mother, my friends and brothers, I even loved myfFather | |
| { I love you I love you I love you I love you } | |
| …And that says a lot… | |
| But when the silence comes… the silence comes… the silence comes, | |
| …sometimes stays too long | |
| It slits the throat, it cuts the throat of where I belong | |
| and the night goes so slow, it always does when you’re feelin’ low | |
| and all the words unspoken, like the hearts left broken | |
| { I love you I love you I love you } | |
| Am I to blame? | |
| { I love you I love you I love you } | |
| Am I to blame? | |
| {I love you I love you I love you} | |
| When all the seeds we’ve reaped and sown away from here and close to home | |
| …like spirits have flown… | |
| No one’s to blame. |
| Once I was young, then I grew up | |
| From the greylight to the bluelight to the daylight, have I grown up at all? | |
| I love my mother, my friends and brothers, I even loved myfFather | |
| I love you I love you I love you I love you | |
| And that says a lot | |
| But when the silence comes the silence comes the silence comes, | |
| sometimes stays too long | |
| It slits the throat, it cuts the throat of where I belong | |
| and the night goes so slow, it always does when you' re feelin' low | |
| and all the words unspoken, like the hearts left broken | |
| I love you I love you I love you | |
| Am I to blame? | |
| I love you I love you I love you | |
| Am I to blame? | |
| I love you I love you I love you | |
| When all the seeds we' ve reaped and sown away from here and close to home | |
| like spirits have flown | |
| No one' s to blame. |
| Once I was young, then I grew up | |
| From the greylight to the bluelight to the daylight, have I grown up at all? | |
| I love my mother, my friends and brothers, I even loved myfFather | |
| I love you I love you I love you I love you | |
| And that says a lot | |
| But when the silence comes the silence comes the silence comes, | |
| sometimes stays too long | |
| It slits the throat, it cuts the throat of where I belong | |
| and the night goes so slow, it always does when you' re feelin' low | |
| and all the words unspoken, like the hearts left broken | |
| I love you I love you I love you | |
| Am I to blame? | |
| I love you I love you I love you | |
| Am I to blame? | |
| I love you I love you I love you | |
| When all the seeds we' ve reaped and sown away from here and close to home | |
| like spirits have flown | |
| No one' s to blame. |