Bleed Someone Dry - "Taste of Myself" (Official Music Video) | BVTV Music

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  • Опубліковано 7 тра 2024
  • Introducing: Bleed Someone Dry from Florence, Italy. Watch the official video for the band’s brand new single “Taste of Myself” exclusively on BVTV Music!
    Stream “Taste of Myself” now at: linktr.ee/BleedSomeoneDry
    This song delves into the dark and harrowing experience of grappling with inner turmoil and self-destructive tendencies.
    The lyrics depict a protagonist consumed by their own psychosis and driven by an insatiable craving to satisfy their obsession, which only serves to deepen their sense of emptiness and suffering.
    The repeated imagery of holding a blade and removing portions of one's flesh symbolizes a desperate attempt to alleviate pain through self-harm, albeit in a twisted and ultimately futile manner.
    The lyrics convey a profound sense of despair and hopelessness as the protagonist acknowledges their own pathetic state and the relentless cycle of self-destructive behavior.
    Despite their efforts to quench their "deranged thirst" and confront their hidden fears, they remain trapped in a vicious cycle of self-destruction and anguish.
    Recorded and mixed at The Grid Europe by Jonathan Mazzeo
    Mastered by Christian Donaldson
    Directed by Mattia Baldanzi
    Post Production by Moloq Film
    Music and lyrics by Bleed Someone Dry
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    Lyrics:
    I’m locked inside of the walls of my psychosis
    Slave to an insatiable appetite
    To satisfy my obsession
    The emptiness I feel inside
    I can feel it in my gut, in my head
    Causing me all this suffering
    I cannot handle this - lust.
    How this itching thirst
    Is such a manic curse?
    The passing minutes
    One after another
    Hours on hours and my hunger grows more
    Morbid
    I hold this blade in my hand
    Removing portions of my flesh.
    Quenching my deranged thirst
    All my most hidden fears I let go
    Painfully pleasant
    So deeply gratifying
    The taste of my flesh.
    I’m motionless
    I’m motionless
    I’m crying
    I feel the knife
    It’s running deep down inside.
    This feels so sick
    A Devil’s trick
    Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself.
    Deluded, so to be able to visualise
    That faded, distant hope
    I’ve dug my grave every f****** day
    I’m so pathetic, (I’m so pathetic).
    Passing minutes
    One after another
    Hours on hours and my hunger grows more and more
    Gruesome
    I hold this blade in my hand
    Removing portions of my flesh.
    Quenching my deranged thirst
    All my most hidden fears I let go
    Painfully pleasant
    So deeply gratifying
    The taste of my flesh.
    I’m motionless
    I’m motionless
    I’m crying
    I feel the knife
    It’s running deep down inside.
    This blood’s so thick
    A Devil’s trick
    Can't satisfy the need for a taste of myself.
    And yet another fall into oblivion of my self-destruction
    All that I’ve left behind
    Another piece of me
    Slowly devouring all the fragments of my useless flesh.
    Blood runs out of my veins
    All turns red
    F*** it!
    Make it like I’ll never get out.
    The last you’ll see of me
    A retching taste of evil
    That sick obsessive need
    This is my slaughterhouse.

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