Grenadine
Passionate Echoes: Exploring the Sweet Rebellion of Grenadine
Lyrics
Closing my eyes I can stare at the ocean
Closing my eyes, finding solace in contemplating the vastness of the ocean.
I don’t feel a thing I just go through the motions
Feeling emotionally detached, going through life without genuine emotional involvement.
Hang by a thread ‘til I’m crawling to bed
Hanging on a fragile connection until exhaustion forces me to bed.
Your voice in my head like a quiet devotion
Your voice lingers in my thoughts, akin to a silent and dedicated devotion.
Baby, I’m burning, I know that you heard me
Expressing intense emotions, possibly pain or passion, with the metaphor of burning.
Drove down your street when the heat made me thirsty
Driving with a purpose, possibly seeking relief or distraction when feeling parched.
Just the face I wanted to see
Finding comfort in seeing a specific face.
The taste that I need
Craving a specific taste as a necessity.
‘Cause I know that you bleed like
Acknowledging the shared vulnerability, suggesting a deep connection.
Grenadine, sugar sweet, cherry red
Using "Grenadine" as a metaphor for something sweet and intense, possibly love.
Grenadine, sugar sweet, cherry red
Reiteration of the metaphor, emphasizing sweetness and intensity.
Call up a storm when I’m bored on the weekend
Summoning a disturbance or excitement during dull moments on weekends.
Sleeping at your place, keep it a secret
Keeping a romantic relationship hidden or discreet.
Love how it feels like the world isn’t real
Finding escape and bliss, feeling detached from reality during intimate moments.
When we’re crawling around, the floorboards creaking
Describing a physical act, perhaps indicating shared moments of passion.
Baby, I’m burning, I don’t wanna hurt you
Expressing internal conflict and a desire to avoid causing harm.
Let’s sleep alone, I’ll be home by the curfew
Suggesting a preference for solitude during sleep, promising a return by curfew.
Thinking about all the time that I’m wasting
Reflecting on wasted time, possibly in the context of a strained relationship.
Playing dumb
Choosing to act oblivious or naive.
Bite my tongue ‘til I’m tasting
Experiencing inner conflict, holding back words until they are tasted.
Grenadine, sugar sweet, cherry red
Repeating the metaphor of "Grenadine," emphasizing its sweetness and intensity.
Grenadine, sugar sweet, cherry red
Continuing to underscore the metaphor, emphasizing the vivid color red.
Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
Repetition of the plea to be turned "cherry red," suggesting a desire for intense experiences or emotions.
Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
-Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
-Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
-Baby, I’m burning, I’m nearly nocturnal
Describing a heightened state of alertness during nighttime.
The voice in my head won’t stop talking in circles
Experiencing persistent and repetitive thoughts, possibly intrusive or obsessive.
Fall back in love with my old fantasies
Reconnecting with past fantasies, implying a retreat into imagination.
So I sink in my teeth and I bleed like
Metaphorically sinking into deep engagement, experiencing emotional intensity.
Grenadine, sugar sweet, cherry red
Repeating the metaphor of "Grenadine," associating it with sweetness and redness.
(Fall back in love with my old fantasies so I)
-Grenadine, sugar sweet, cherry red
-(You’re the one that I need ‘cause I know that you bleed like grenadine)
Emphasizing the connection between the other person and the intense, shared experience of "bleeding like grenadine."
Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
Repetition of the plea to be turned "cherry red," suggesting a persistent desire for intensity.
Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
-(You’re the one that I need ‘cause I know that you bleed like grenadine)
-Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
-Turn me cherry red, turn me cherry red
-(You’re the one that I need ‘cause I know that you bleed like grenadine)
Reiterating the connection between the person and the shared experience of intensity symbolized by "bleeding like grenadine."
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