EP REVIEW: Angel Shot – god is not a safe space
Does it mean that you’re just like me?
Does it mean that you’re just like me?
A choice presented by a universe suspended in time.
Born unto nuclear remedy.
Put under dirt while the blood’s still warm.
Tapped out and tearing at the seams.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
It’s saccharine, this sacrament of lies.
The best part of being yourself is that you can’t do it wrong.
Står jag evigt blind.