Written by: Justin Lowe, Dan Carle, Anthony Notarmaso, Lee Floral, Trent Hafdahl
Duration: 3:23
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Fingers Like Daggers’ by After the Burial. 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 After the Burial or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
(Your feminine) fingers are like daggers
Tearing me apart, with each caressing stroke
My scars unravel cruel history
Our love was stab wounds and lusty kisses
In your eyes I see wasted tears for wasted years
and heartache, heartfelt for granted
You left me with nothing but the desire to overcome
This gaping wound from where you stole my vital organ
But keep it with you, a trophy for yourself
Still you linger for another gaze
Die away from me
I won’t stand by while you plague the air with your lies and deception
My shirt stained crimson, from long nights of anguish
These scars are forever, but this won’t be eternity
You wash away guilt in the oceans of my tears
I will drown you