The truth escapes your lips
And it hits my ears
I see the image of
Your body laying in the ground
Was I not enough
Was I just too much
I see the image of
My body laying next to yours
Cause I am nothing now you're gone
Oh as the chorus goes
I'll write you into song
And as these words repeat
It’s keeping you alive
Can we decide our fate
With no ill intent
I see the image of
Everyone I know embrace again
Maybe there is no light
In your world of dark
I see the image of…
You’re safe and sound I promise
Your body’s free to live in peace
Oh as the chorus goes
I'll write you into song
And as these words repeat
It’s keeping you alive
Who am I without
The one I write about
Oh as the story goes
I’ll see you once again
The jewels that you left on the edge of your bed
I returned them to you like you asked
The rings and the bracelets will never go wasted
You’re beautiful even in death
The truth escapes my lips
And I hope you hear
I see the image of
One day we’ll love again
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
viscerally affected by covid, this album has a less optimistic but more accepting message than the previous. it reaches the heart of my experience (and others'?) in a cathartic and depressing acknowledgement. it's nice to know you feel the same niq
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