Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Blood on My Hands’ by 32 Leaves. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 32 Leaves or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
BLOOD ON MY HANDS
Closed in around me
The walls are like enemies
Trying to trap me inside
You are the same with your devious inklings
Trying to take me for mine
Well I don?t know what you want from me
I?ve given you everything
Even the air I breathe
And I don?t know what you?re trying to prove
I?ve got nothing left to lose
Either way
I know I?m only
Giving away the guilt in me
Giving away complicity
The feeling is surreal but the blood?s still on my hands
Guilty I may be but you?re the epitome
Blaming the world for your crimes
Soon comes the ending where I?ll be left standing
Alone here to die
On my time
Well I don?t know what you want from me
I?ve given you everything
Even the air I breathe
And I don?t know what you?re trying to prove
I?ve got nothing left to lose
Either way
I know I?m only
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I?ll stay numb until the guilt is gone
When blood stained on my hands is fading
Fade?
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