The Strings That Bind Us
Arnej Lyrics


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The Six Strings That Drew Blood
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The Six Strings That Drew Blood
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Guitar thug blew into town
His eyes like wheels spinnin' round
Jerkin-off at every sound
Layin' all his crosses down
O yeah
He got Six Strings
The Six Strings that drew blood
The bar is full of Holy-Joes
A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Around the neck of our consumptive rose
is the root of all his sorrows
O yeah
He got Six Strings
Six Strings that drew blood
A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Six Strings that drew blood
In the bathroom under cover
He turns on one tap to discover
He's smashed his teeth out on the other
Well he look in the mirror and say
don't fuck me brother
Cause I got Six Strings
Six Strings that drew blood
Numbin' the runt of reputation they call rat fame
Top-E as a tourniquet
A low tune whistles across his grave
Forever the master and the slave of his Six Strings




A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
Six Strings that drew blood.

Overall Meaning

Arnej's song The Strings That Bind Us is a captivating and emotional piece that showcases the power of music to elicit strong feelings in listeners. The central theme of the song is the importance of music and the deep emotional connection that people can have with it. The lyrics tell the story of a guitar player who is consumed by his music, and the powerful effect it has on him and those around him.


The opening line of the song introduces the main character as a "guitar thug" who has come to town with his "eyes like wheels spinnin' round." The guitar player is so obsessed with his music that he is "jerkin' off at every sound." He is so consumed by his passion that he has "laid all his crosses down." The guitar player's passion is so intense that it is almost overwhelming, yet he is still able to channel that passion in a way that is incredibly moving for those who hear him play.


The chorus of the song talks about the "Six Strings that drew blood," which refers to the six strings on a standard guitar. The guitar player is so emotionally invested in his music that it feels almost like a physical experience for him, like he is bleeding from his fingers as he plays. The song ends on a melancholy note, with the guitar player staring into the bathroom mirror and telling himself not to "fuck me brother" because he has the six strings that drew blood. This final line is a powerful reminder of the deep emotional connection that people can have with their music, and the power that it can hold over them.


Line by Line Meaning

Guitar thug blew into town
A musician arrived in town with a rough and unrefined exterior.


His eyes like wheels spinnin' round
He had wild, frenzied eyes that darted around restlessly.


Jerkin-off at every sound
He was easily overexcited, reacting eagerly to every sound he heard.


Layin' all his crosses down
He had abandoned his previous troubles and was ready to start anew.


He got Six Strings
He had a guitar with six strings.


The Six Strings that drew blood
The guitar had an intense and powerful influence over him.


The bar is full of Holy-Joes
The bar was inhabited by self-righteous individuals.


A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria
The presence of such people had created a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.


Around the neck of our consumptive rose is the root of all his sorrows
The source of his troubles lay in his attachment to his guitar, which he treated as if it were a living thing.


Six Strings that drew blood
The guitar caused him physical and emotional pain.


In the bathroom under cover
He was trying to hide from others in the bathroom.


He turns on one tap to discover
He accidentally injured himself by turning on the wrong tap.


He's smashed his teeth out on the other
He had severely injured himself in the process of trying to hide in the bathroom.


Well he look in the mirror and say don't fuck me brother
He was in pain and feeling desperate and alone.


Cause I got Six Strings
He was suffering because of his obsession with his guitar.


Numbin' the runt of reputation they call rat fame
His addiction to playing the guitar was eroding his reputation.


Top-E as a tourniquet
The guitar had an almost medicinal effect on him, numbing him to his pain.


A low tune whistles across his grave
He was so consumed by his guitar that he was losing touch with reality and his surroundings.


Forever the master and the slave of his Six Strings
He was trapped in a cycle of addiction to his guitar, never able to escape its hold over him.




Writer(s): Arney Secerkadic

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