i think i might be evil
i have no proof i am not
carved a hole in your chest
made a comfortable nest
that's made from basement rot
i have scars from drunken nights
i have tattoos from former friends
i have shirts i can't get rid of
when i so clearly should've
if it didn't burn, did it really end?
i have made myself a wound
the scab you habitually pick
and i know the sensations
it's the same temptation
to let a candle burn to the last of its wick
all the love and need we gently grew
with all this scattered blame
and when my pain strikes at random
i'll still hold you ransom
and you can't say you don't do the same
you said i gutted your life
that you forgot how to be alone
we drown ourselves in hurt
and we suffocate in comfort
that's the double-edged sword of a home
so tell me i'm not evil
i don't think you can
if you could, you wouldn't want to
and i can't really blame you
i would leave me too if i had the chance
Recorded in one night in the Grunewald Church just outside Berlin, this EP explores the relationship between instrumentation and space.
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