Skippocalyptic - Slaughterhouse Floor
She said la la la
She said my heart was a wrought iron door
She said la la la
She said I’ll be your battering ram
She said la la la
Said I’ll be your locksmith I’ll be your man
She said la la la
She said always wear your heart on your sleeve
La la la
Cause love only lasts for as long as you bleed she said
La la la
So I met my love on the slaughterhouse floor
She said la la la
And I checked the locks on my wrought iron door
I said la la la
Said I don’t want no battering ram
I said la la la
But I’ll be your butcher knife, I’ll be your man
I said la la la
Always wear another man’s heart on my sleeve
La la la
Cause my love only sees what she wants to see
La la la
Be thou flesh of my flesh and I’ll be the house that you haunt
Lay down your neck for my blade and I’ll be what you want
And I can’t seem to imagine, perfect love
But I have to imagine
That it’s blood, blood, blood
Oh my love said her heart was a slaughterhouse floor
She said la la la
She said my heart was a wrought iron door
She said la la la
She said I’ll be your battering ram
She said la la la
Said I’ll be your locksmith I’ll be your man
She said la la la
Song Description:
edit soundcloudThe protagonist in the song grapples with the idea of wearing their heart on their sleeve, knowing that love can be fleeting and painful. The back and forth between the narrator and their love interest creates a sense of tension and longing.
The chorus, with its repetition of "la la la," adds a dreamlike quality to the song, enhancing the emotional depth of the lyrics. The imagery of being a butcher knife and a locksmith further emphasizes the themes of protection and vulnerability in love.
Overall, "Skippocalyptic" is a powerful and introspective song that explores the complexities of love and the sacrifices we make for it. With its haunting melody and thought-provoking lyrics, it is sure to leave a lasting impact on listeners.
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Skippocalyptic - Slaughterhouse Floor
Oh my love said her heart was a slaughterhouse floor She said la la la She said my heart was a wrought iron door She said la la la She said I’ll be your battering ram She
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