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The Anatomy of my Lyric Writing Pt. 3


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Third and final part guys. Omgosh. You actually read all that other stuff then came here to read the third part!? I'm impressed. Assuming that's true...lol


In this this third and final part of this series, I'm going section by section...or...important part by important part...to make minor comments about how I wrote it, why I wrote it or just to explain a metaphor. Sounds fun? No? Fine. Go away.


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Bridge of Sighs


Why do you love him? Why do you need him? Why do you want him when I'm here?

The double meaning here is that the character is asking these questions both to himself and to somebody else. The less obvious question is, "Why do you show this side of yourself when who you really are is the truest version?"


As sycamore stretch arms high above my core Memories flood my loveless eyes tearing layer by layer Streaming my meaning sullied and grotesque in this frigid breeze Identify yourself in notes and phrases.

These verses are all encompassing of this European, South American and West Indian influences. A sycamore is a tree I learned about from an old reggae song when I was very young, and it's branches represent youthfulness and naivete despite age. And I'm a musician. So, notes and phrases were the easiest thing to understand. This section is asking for answers.


Notes and phrases I understand - I comprehend their moving shape Twisting the adolescence I once used to sew shut my wounds But since then clouded skies and white lapels two-tone a verse I will never believe in a lot of things.

Buika talked about falling for the wrong person, and this refers directly to that. In the hidden meaning, it's falling victim to the belief that you one thing while actually being another. Clouded skies and white labels represent dreamers vs realistis.


But there's one thing I believe in still. It's my right to a bleeding heart. No one takes it away from me. They’ve only my confusion.

Only one thing remains the same in all scenarios. This person is unapologetically emotional and sensitive.


Why do you love him?

Why do you need him?

Why do you want him when I'm here?


There's one thing I believe in still.

It's my right to a bleeding heart.

No one takes it away from me.

They’ve only my confusion.


“My confusion is fleeting - fickle but not of all things encompassing. My last view of happiness is reversed by love's promise.”

This is actually a tirade; a speech to oneself. Again, it talks about love but also success in various forms.


The sun's warmth is unmatched by anyone in this world of judgement And though blinded we may be, I choose a suit of jade chrysalis Because sometimes I want to be ignorant and lost like a sheep to its end Though, that's not how the murmurs twist and pull at my muscles

The artists that inspired this song had larger-than-life emotions for everything they performed. You've got that sense that only death could be worse than the situation, and it does feel that way even for what may seem like the most trivial things. The sun is hop. Jade is to be "jaded". Murmurs refer to advice from others.


She said there's no one in this world like daylight on my dark skin No one in this world can show me what beauty once was And I never knew what red letters there were in sweet kisses Soon the afternoon will hasten away the spirits of a life lost

I really wanted to emphasise that I had dark skin. This was always associated with so many other genre besides rock, and the representation of diversity from those that influenced me was a must. Those red letters were both "red tape" and the "red thread of fate". And as I mentioned before, the Bridge of Sighs was the last view of Venice and sort of a last moment of reflection. This character only assumes the worse or inconclusivity to their qualms by the end of the song.

There's one thing I believe in still.

It's my right to a bleeding heart.

No one takes it away from me.

They’ve only my confusion.


Why do you love him?

Why do you need him?

Why do you want him when I'm here?


Why do you love him?

Why do you need him?

Why do you want him when I'm here.

When I'm here. When I'm fucking here.



And that's that.


I'm often a very quiet and calm person, and I do feel odd talking about my lyrics or my process. I guess because, in a sense, I just want people to enjoy the music. Also, a lot of times, people just don't listen to or can't hear the lyrics. lol But I hope this gives an insight to how I write, how I think and even a bit of why I act the way I act.


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