Morning Sickness के बोल

Everyday has been somewhat of a bore to me I wake up in the morning wanting to be loved By your grown shadow, Haunting my sickness I walked over centuries worth Of land no man could give to me When I found the one he took All the shame and pain away All I can say is I blame you for loving me All I can say is I blame you, blame you For all the hurting, By this emptiness Breathing fire into the night Thinking of you, it feels so done Open folded, those were the days All I can say is I blame you for loving me All I can say is I blame you, blame you For all the hurting, By this emptiness