Bloodhound

Echoes of Desolation: Pretty Uggly's 'Bloodhound' Reveals a Dark Journey
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Lyrics

My wheelhouse

Expressing a personal area of expertise or comfort

Your steered 'round

Your influence directing me away

I feel like

Describing a sense of similarity or connection

My kid self

Recalling one's childhood self

I loved you

Having affection for you in the past

And nudged you

Guiding or influencing you subtly

Then killed lights

Turning off lights, possibly metaphorical for ending something

And killed time

Wasting time intentionally


Always down

Consistently feeling low or depressed

Kick the dog again

Repeating a harmful action towards oneself

Always down

Continuing in a negative state

Again and again and again

Emphasizing the repetitive nature of negative experiences

Always down

Persevering in a downward emotional spiral

Kick the dog again

Repeating a harmful action towards oneself (similar to line 11)

Long ways down

Descending into a deep emotional state

To rest

Reaching a point of rest or resolution


Im not ready to throw this trash away

Reluctance to discard something considered worthless

Im not ready to toss this thought away

Unwillingness to let go of a particular thought or idea

Your not giving me all that much to say

Feeling unresponsive or indifferent

Your not giving me one good reason to stay whole

Not receiving compelling reasons to remain complete


Always down

Consistently feeling low or depressed (repeated theme)

Kick the dog again

Repeating a harmful action towards oneself

Always down

Continuing in a negative state (repeated theme)

Again and again and again

Emphasizing the repetitive nature of negative experiences

Always down

Persevering in a downward emotional spiral (repeated theme)

Kick the dog again

Repeating a harmful action towards oneself (similar to line 25)

Long ways down

Descending into a deep emotional state (repeated theme)

To rest

Reaching a point of rest or resolution (similar to line 17)

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