Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Put in Me’ by 100 Portraits. 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 100 Portraits or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Oh mercy, fall on me
Like a warm blanket
On my cold, cold heart
Clean me with your blood
That turns me white
On the inside
I’m on my knees again
Because I’m breaking your heart
Your heart
Put in me
What I cannot buy with gold
Put in me, oh God
Come restore my broken soul
Put in me
What I cannot give myself
Put in me
A clean heart
I know all my broken places
Like the back of my hand
I slapped Your face again
Wash me in your love
And hold me tight
Like a baby
Until I have no memory
Of every breaking your heart
Your heart
Put in me
What I cannot buy with gold
Put in me, oh God
Come restore my broken soul
Put in me
What I cannot give myself
Put in me
A clean heart
In the joy when you restore me
I will stand and walk again
I will run into this world
I will come them to come in
But I will not point my finger
Or grow that wicked skin
That cannot remember
What I will not forget
How I broke you
Or how I’m broken
Put in me
What I cannot buy with gold
Put in me, oh God
Come restore my broken soul
Put in me
What I cannot give myself
Put in me
A clean heart