Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Bloodwork’ by 36 Crazyfists. 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 36 Crazyfists or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Here is your broken character, the one left of heaven
Scissors cut him from the page, example
Continue to read not to retrace the steps, touch me
The hemorrhaging has ceased, has ceased
And I swallow these capsules
To regain my grip
And I swallowed myself sick
And I inherited my health
And I inherited my health
Here is your wake and smile
That you seem to need
The safe and the touch, and the unweave
Right where you placed it the night before
Saint checks in to make sure
You’re right where you say that you are
Right where you are
And I swallow these capsules
To regain my grip
And I swallowed myself sick
And I inherited my health
And I inherited my health
And I couldn’t have seen
All these pictures of me
But I needed to, I needed to
I couldn’t find a better way
Couldn’t find a better way to lie
And I swallow these capsules
To regain my grip
And I swallowed myself sick
And I inherited my health
And I inherited my health
And I couldn’t have seen
All these pictures of me
But I needed to, I needed to
I couldn’t find a better way
Couldn’t find a better way to lie
Couldn’t find a better way
Couldn’t find a better way to lie, to lie