Palebloom – Done To Me (Official Music Video)

Written and performed by Palebloom Mix & Master by Julian Molitor LISTEN: Bandcamp: https://palebloommp3.bandcamp.com/ Apple Music: https://geo.music.apple.com/us/artist... Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/5lix2... Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/artist/297522651 MERCH SHOP: https://shop.uncle-m.com/cat/index/sC... FOLLOW: website: http://www.palebloom.de instagram:   / palebloom.mp3   tiktok:   / palebloom.mp3   facebook:   / palebloommp3   CREDITS: director/dop/edit: Brian Kramer concept: Brian Kramer, Lea Bell, Marie Gabriel masked man: Darius Lohmüller Danke an die Ortsgemeinde Arft. LYRICS: Have you ever been to therapy Mulled over what you’ve done to me Did you, uh uh, did you Did you ever think about that night And if what you did was wrong or right I do, uh, uh, I do I crossed the affect bridge Just to hear your laughter You corrode me like plaque I reopened this chapter And it’s true been there a thousand times The paths differ from each other But it’s always you who I find Step back, reflect, what does this remind you of? It’s you Who‘s always in my way I’m doomed The reason for my strain their bloody thorns I know but can’t help Keep slashing myself I’m wondering if you Ever played it through If you ever looked down from your throne Guess you never threw a stone to see What you’ve done to me has done to me Same compulsion Different you Plots alike One versus two Screw you, uh uh, screw you And no matter what I couldn’t help To load the blame onto myself Still do, some days still do I put you on a chair Had to leave my shelter Went through it all again And you moved on it’s not fair So cruel Been there a thousand times Step back Reflect What does this remind you of It’s you Who’s always in my way I’m doomed The reason for my strain their bloody thorns I know but can’t help Keep slashing myself I’m wondering if you Ever played it through If you Ever looked down from your throne Guess you never threw a stone to see What you’ve done to me has done to me A part of me wants to tear you down Get out that door snatch your crown The other part tells me I am wrong deal with it you must be strong What do you even think it would change If I slapped his hand away Would he even feel ashamed, would they believe me he’s to blame And if I cried for my dad to help me Could he even help me?