The Carcassist Songtext
von Chore

Just a child
Thrown to the beast at the feet of St. Michael
Just another kid at school
To learn the Gilded Rule
I don′t want to see it all, I'm in the city now
But I know what I did

Sound it out

A weak Te Deum
A dark museum
A mausoleum
I still see you looking at me
Don′t want to see it


And in the years between
I've picked the carcass clean
Sound it out
Now my vision is clearer when I close my eyes
A little compromise

When you settled down (I'm not crying)
It barely saved a life (I don′t need someone)
You sit there high and lonely
And that′s alright
It's alright

I maintain it
Yet it′s all sand and teeth and sun-bleached bones
It's decades
I want to let it go
And make my peace but I′m just not ready

Same old tired apology
Sound it out
I'm sorry that I did what I could