Side A, Track 9: Shame

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"Shame"

[AMERICAN WOLVES: Jack Hectør Wolf • Michaela Maya Watson]


Every time I wake up, I feel the shame on me

Every time I go to sleep, there's still shame on me

I'm damned for what I did, and damned for what I didn't

So, please, don't make the shame grow inside me


Maybe I am

The worst person I'll ever meet

Maybe I am

The opposite of who I should be

Maybe you believe

That I'm a liability on your shoulders

Maybe you think

That you'll live better without me

(That's what I believe, at least)

'Cause every day I feel too weak

Too weak to do something good for me

'Cause, all the time, the world brings me down

Too down to give me strength to stand on my feet


And it gets me off guard, like I'm sick

I didn't choose, I didn't want to do it

Everytime I open my eyes, there's shame

I confessed and payed for all my sins

I can't distinguish right from the forbidden

From my bones to my lips, I feel shame


Maybe I am

The bad news people don't wanna give

Maybe I am

Exactly what I'm supposed to be

Maybe you think

That I'm nothing but pain and confrontation

Maybe you'll say

That I can't replace shame with explanation

And maybe I know

The reasons why you have to lock your door

Maybe I know

Why I shouldn't go back home

And if something seems too bright to be true

Guess what? It'll certainly rust


Every time I wake up, I feel the shame on me

Every time I go to sleep, there's still shame on me

I'm damned for what I did, and damned for what I didn't

So, please, don't make the shame grow inside me


In the morning

I try to make the world see me

In the afternoon

I give up on attention and do my thing

In the night

People look at me when I'm doing something bad

In the midnight hour

I try to erase my shame, so I can sleep well

But it's not enough, it's not enough

And it will never be, 'cause I'll always remember it

And it's never enough, never enough

'Cause every shame comes with pain and scars on my skin


And it gets me off guard, like I'm sick

I didn't choose, I didn't want to do it

Everytime I open my eyes, there's shame

I confessed and payed for all my sins

I can't distinguish right from the forbidden

From my bones to my lips, I feel shame


Every time I wake up, I feel the shame on me

Every time I go to sleep, there's still shame on me

I'm damned for what I did, and damned for what I didn't

So, please, don't make the shame grow inside me

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