A Hole In My Chest Where The Bullet Belongs

Echoes of Love and Loss: A Symphony in Ruby Red
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Lyrics

The plot thickens

The complexity of the situation increases.

Like the greatest part of her hips

Comparing the intensity to the most appealing part of a woman's body.

Seduced by lips

Enticed by her lips.

Haunted by tits

Tormented or preoccupied by her breasts.

She wrote her name where the record skips

She left her mark where there is a disruption in the record.


And I was a man of no faith, but good stature

Formerly without faith but of respectable stature.

Not much has changed before or after

Little change in circumstances before or after.

Just a decadent dime sized dent in my forehead

A small, dime-sized indentation on the forehead.

And ruby red lipstick where my wrist bled

Red lipstick mark where the wrist bled.


Two weeks in San Anton'

Two weeks spent in San Antonio.

Floating with our heads above water

Surviving with heads above water.

Bodies below watching shadows in the grove

Bodies submerged, observing shadows in the grove.

On the cracked screen of my telephone

Noticing the distorted images on the phone screen.

I realize that she whispers that I am alone

A realization that she communicates that he is alone.


Man of no luck, no superstitions

A person devoid of luck and free from superstitions.

Value faded as the passing years

Value diminishing over the years.

Of her tattoo, beat blue as the music does allow

Reference to a tattoo, the color reflecting the music's mood.

And I watch as she steps back into the light now

Observing her stepping back into the light.


Pure fucking guitar solo gold

A section of the song dedicated to an impressive guitar solo.


Her skin the face of a planet imagined as God

Her skin described as if it were the face of a god's imagined planet.

Leavin' trails where my fingers once walked

Trails left behind by his fingers on her skin.

The roses in her cheeks, blue summer bloom

The roses in her cheeks, reminiscent of a summer bloom.

Forgotten rituals in her eternal bedroom

Recollections of past rituals in her eternal bedroom.


A life of no pride, the ego shed

A life marked by a lack of pride and shedding of ego.

A cracked dry kiss of dirty ruby red

A dry and cracked kiss with the color of dirty ruby red.

A bitter man once born, is a better man

A bitter man from birth, becoming a better man in death.

He's a better man when he's dead

Emphasizing that a better state is achieved in death.

When he's dead

Reiteration of the improved state after death.

When he's dead

Continued emphasis on the improved state after death.

Dead

Finality, stating the subject is dead.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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