Blame it on my youth – blink-182 lyrics

Lyrics Blame it on my youth – blink-182

Blame it on my youth lyrics
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth

[Verse 1: Mark Hoppus]
I wasn’t born with the rich blood
I started out with plenty of nothing at all
I got stuck in the thick mud
The flash flood, punk rock, and the alcohol
I was raised on a re-run versuri-lyrics.info
I was bored to death, so I started a band
Cut my teeth on a safety dance
My attention span never stood a chance

[Bridge 1: Mark Hoppus]
It’s too late
Can you forgive me now?

[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
You could never kill my high
I’m the ink and you’re the headline (Oh)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
You can never block my shine
I’ve been lost since 1999 (Oh)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
(Blaaame, blaaame, blaaame on my youth)

[Verse 2: Matt Skiba]
I wasn’t made for the good life
I ended up getting stuck on the side of the road
I tripped and fell on hard times
Tough breaks are the only kind I know
I was left on a door step
I was scared to death with nowhere to go
Cut myself on the neighbor’s fence
That I hopped as the cops tried to take me in

[Bridge 1: Matt Skiba]
It’s too late
Can you forgive me now?

[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
You could never kill my high
I’m the ink and you’re the headline (Oh)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
You could never block my shine
I’ve been lost since 1999 (Oh)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth

[Bridge 2: Matt Skiba & Mark Hoppus]
I was raised on Ritalin
Ever since I was a little kid
No one ever seemed to give a s**t
And I don’t need an excuse
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I don’t need an excuse

[Chorus: Matt Skiba]
You could never kill my high
I’m the ink and you’re the headline
Blaaame it, blame it on my youth
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
You can never block my shine
I’ve been lost since 1999 (Oh)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth
You can never kill my high (Endless summer)
I’m the ink and you’re the headline (Stretching on and on)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth (Oh, oh)
Blaaame it, blaaame it on my youth (Oh, oh)

[Outro: Mark Hoppus]
Endless summer
Stretching on and on

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