Beast
Kim Logan Lyrics


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I swallow his beasts, I absorb his demons
Like shock therapy, flypaper in the evening
I'm cold alone, then he brings me home
In an alley between the old gods and the new game
We happened to meet, came alive on a Sunday
I'm told of Rome and all its roads
But ooh, I sing for you, my sweet thing
You alone know the good I can do
To love you or become you, I can never choose
So I sink my teeth deep into him
And I come up bloody and beat, took the brunt of the ruin
I'm young again from his western wind
Now I'm up to my knees in the weeds and the letters
Still seems so strange to me that to bleed made me better
I'm spinning gold out of all I know
But ooh, I sing for you, my sweet thing




You alone know the good I can do
To love you or become you, I could never choose

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Kim Logan's song "Beast" seem to be about a tumultuous relationship with someone who brings out both the worst and the best in the singer. The opening lines describe how the singer takes on the burdens of the other person, swallowing their beasts and absorbing their demons. The image of shock therapy and flypaper suggests that this process is both painful and sticky, trapping the singer in a situation she can't fully escape from. Despite feeling cold and alone before encountering this person, the singer is drawn in when he brings her home. They meet in the "alley between the old gods and the new game," a liminal space that's neither one thing nor the other, and thus symbolizing the tenuous nature of their relationship.


The second verse shifts to the singer's perspective on the situation. She sings for her "sweet thing," acknowledging that he alone knows the good she can do. However, there's a sense of ambivalence about whether to love him or become him. It's unclear what the singer means by "becoming" the other person, but it suggests a merging of identities that may not be healthy. Nevertheless, the singer sinks her teeth deep into him, taking on his pain and trauma. The imagery of coming up bloody and beat suggests that this process is not easy, and the singer has suffered as a result. However, it also seems to have given her a new lease on life. She is once again "young" and up to her knees in the weeds and letters, suggesting a creative resurgence. The final lines of the song suggest that the singer is spinning gold out of all she knows, which could be taken as a metaphor for turning her pain into art.


Line by Line Meaning

I swallow his beasts, I absorb his demons
I take on his problems and his inner demons


Like shock therapy, flypaper in the evening
I deal with his issues head-on and have a strong grip on him


I'm cold alone, then he brings me home
I feel lost and alone, but he provides me comfort


In an alley between the old gods and the new game
Our love exists in the midst of uncertainty and change


We happened to meet, came alive on a Sunday
Our love was unexpected, but it gives us both newfound life


I'm told of Rome and all its roads
I've heard about the history and paths of love, but our journey is unique


But ooh, I sing for you, my sweet thing
I express my love through music for you


You alone know the good I can do
Only you recognize my potential


To love you or become you, I can never choose
I can't decide whether to love you for who you are or change myself to be like you


So I sink my teeth deep into him
I fully commit to him, taking a strong hold on our relationship


And I come up bloody and beat, took the brunt of the ruin
I sacrifice everything for our love, even if it leaves me damaged


I'm young again from his western wind
He brings a sense of youth and vitality to my life


Now I'm up to my knees in the weeds and the letters
I'm dealing with a lot of details and complications in our relationship


Still seems so strange to me that to bleed made me better
It's odd that going through pain and struggle has improved my life


I'm spinning gold out of all I know
I'm turning everything I've learned in life into something valuable for us


To love you or become you, I could never choose
I can't decide whether to love you for who you are or change myself to be like you




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