The door closes shut.
I hear a noise upstairs but I’m not sure what it was.
I creep towards the stairs
A faint and quiet whisper makes its way into my ears.
Oh, who could it be?
They beckon for an answer with a clear apology
“Do you hold the key?”
The ghost it sounds familiar even sounds a bit like me
So young and confused a life of abuse
I’m the culprit, oh I am the culprit
You never believed in hope you can’t see
I’m the culprit, oh I am the culprit
I run up the stairs
I hear the voice repeat “this is now your cross to bear”
The sound travels through
An image of what could have been, it looks a lot like you
So young and confused a life of abuse
I’m the culprit, oh I am the culprit
You never believed in hope you can’t see
I’m the culprit, oh I am the culprit
I can’t be your spine anymore.
Not enough of hours of darkness to sleep off the guilt
The room was all finished and painted your name on the quilt
But no one will know it’s for you
No one will know it’s for you
So young and confused a life of abuse
You never believed in hope you can’t see
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The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
TV Priest's second record springs forth with a tension, dynamism, and crunch not often found in this brand of broody, shouty post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2022