The Culprit

If you knew
What you did then you probably still wouldn't feel bad
After all
It was me who you that you’d fail in the end

Caught on the whim
I fall out
I don't know what you're about

There you lie
Underneath all the pain that you burried in me
You tried hard
But my skin was too rough your attacks were empty

Caught on the whim
I fall out
I don’t know what you're a
I let you in, you lie down

You don't know it but your silences are blind
You don't know
Anything but
I'm not one for these open contradictions and
Anything but
At least I'm not the culprit
At least I'm not the show
Anyway but