Scrape
Chelsea Wolfe Lyrics
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You were the coma
You were the only one
It was so quiet
And then you came around
And all the hiss of unknown
Turned lifeless and commonplace
You carrier, you′ll never see
What came undone, what you took from me
Can you hear them? Rats in the walls
They remind me together of who we were
I don't need your help or your hindrance
You stay the fuck away from me
You said: It′s been so long, I'm all alone
Hear the scratch of the rats in the walls
Led me here, said: Hold my hand
A young nymph defiled then
My body fights itself inside
I feel it bow, this mortal hold
You carrier, you repulse me
Heard the sound of her knees scrape against the street
You, the dirty one, what you took from me
There was nothing left but hypocrisy
Holy odium, blotted memory
But my regret will never consume me
The ocean's licking tongue, the letting of the blood
Vile prophecy, scrape it out of me
In Chelsea Wolfe's song "Scrape," the lyrics explore themes of betrayal, loss, and the destructive power of a toxic relationship. The song opens with the lines "You were the summer, You were the coma, You were the only one," implying that the subject of the song was once a significant presence in the singer's life, bringing both warmth and a sense of detachment or numbness.
The following lines, "It was so quiet, And then you came around, And all the hiss of unknown, Turned lifeless and commonplace," suggest that the introduction of this person disrupted the singer's peaceful existence, replacing it with something mundane and devoid of mystery. The lyrics continue with a sense of resentment, referring to the person as a "carrier," someone who symbolizes disease or contamination. The mention of rats in the walls serves as a metaphor for the haunting presence of their past relationship and the memories it conjures.
The second verse delves deeper into the destructive nature of the relationship, with lyrics such as "Led me here, said: Hold my hand, A young nymph defiled then," indicating a manipulation or exploitation of the singer's vulnerability. The references to her body fighting against itself and feeling a mortal hold imply a struggle to reclaim her own identity and autonomy.
The chorus repeats the accusation of being a carrier and highlights the repulsion the singer feels towards this person. The mention of scrapes and knees scraping against the street further emphasizes the physical pain and degradation inflicted upon her. The final lines express a determination to overcome the negative impact of the relationship, stating that regret will not consume her, but rather, she will scrape it out of herself, symbolizing a cathartic release.
Overall, "Scrape" delves into the complexities of a destructive relationship, exploring the emotional and physical torment experienced by the singer. It portrays the struggle to break free from the influence of the toxic individual while acknowledging the lingering scars and memories left behind.
Line by Line Meaning
You were the summer
You were the season of warmth and vitality in my life
You were the coma
You were the state of unconsciousness, a metaphor for the numbness and detachment I felt
You were the only one
You were the sole presence that mattered to me
It was so quiet
My life was peaceful and devoid of disturbance
And then you came around
But then you entered my life, disrupting the tranquility
And all the hiss of unknown
The mysterious and uncertain elements of life
Turned lifeless and commonplace
Lost their allure and became dull and ordinary
You carrier, you'll never see
You, the one responsible, will never comprehend the consequences
What came undone, what you took from me
The unraveling of my life, what you stole from my existence
Can you hear them? Rats in the walls
Can you perceive the unseen troubles that haunt me?
They remind me together of who we were
They serve as a reminder of the past we shared
I don't need your help or your hindrance
I don't require your assistance nor your obstruction
You stay the fuck away from me
I demand that you maintain your distance from me
You said: It's been so long, I'm all alone
You expressed your solitude and the passage of time since we were together
Hear the scratch of the rats in the walls
Listen to the unsettling sound of the troubles that plague me
Led me here, said: Hold my hand
You guided and influenced me, insisting on my reliance
A young nymph defiled then
A youthful spirit violated and corrupted
My body fights itself inside
There is an internal struggle within me
I feel it bow, this mortal hold
I sense the submission and fragility of my physical existence
You carrier, you repulse me
You, the carrier of troubles, disgust and repel me
Heard the sound of her knees scrape against the street
I perceived the painful sound of her knees scraping on the pavement
You, the dirty one, what you took from me
You, the corrupted and immoral one, what you stole from my being
There was nothing left but hypocrisy
Only insincerity and contradiction remained
Holy odium, blotted memory
Revered disgust, distorted recollection
But my regret will never consume me
Nevertheless, my remorse will never overpower me
The ocean's licking tongue, the letting of the blood
The destructive force of the sea, the release of suffering
Vile prophecy, scrape it out of me
Detestable premonition, remove it forcefully from within me
Writer(s): Chelsea Joy Wolfe
Contributed by Sophie E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Emilia Barc
Lyrics:
You were the Summer
You were the coma
You were the only one
[Verse 1]
It was so quiet
And then you came around
And all the hiss of unknown
Turned lifeless and commonplace
[Chorus 1]
You carrier, you'll never see
What came undone, what you took from me
Can you hear them? Rats in the walls
They remind me together of who we were
I don’t need your help or your hindrance
You stay the fuck away from me
You said, "It's been so long, I'm all alone."
Hear the scratch of the rats in the walls
[Verse 2]
Led me here, said, "Hold my hand."
A young nymph defiled then
My body fights itself inside
I feel it bow, this mortal hold
[Chorus 2]
You carrier, you repulse me
Heard the sound of her knees scrape against the street
You, the dirty one, what you took from me
There was nothing left but hypocrisy
Holy odium, blotted memory
But my regret will never consume me
The ocean's licking tongue, the letting of the blood
Vile prophecy, scrape it out of me
Shayne Dalva
She is my favorite artist at the moment, and I've read she is very reserved with the media....I just feel like every thing is in her music and that is a beautiful thing. Some of them have complained about her not wanting to talk about things, it's like they are clueless about what a deep artist she is. She expresses in her music, singing, guitar, that's who she is.
Artemis Mar
It shows that "Scrape" feels incredibly close to her heart. It's her favourite song from Hisspun and for a reason. She always does it phenomenal justice when she performs it live, gives all of her soul to it. This is terrific, just as always, Chelsea. Happy birthday to our queen <3
tom van kwikkelberghe
Sounds like she had a bad break up
Sheri C
Nice fuckin pipes though! 🤘
tom van kwikkelberghe
@Lea S damn that’s dark ...killer song anyway
Despoina Lygourioti
Το ξερά ότι ακούς chelsea wolfe, σε βλέπω στα σχόλια στο survivor haha. Μόνο Κάτια!
Armando V2
I think this woman kinda fills an empty space in the musical scene. And does it extremely well.
Sheri C
@Armando V2 I think you probably wrote the most practical & perfect 👌comment. 👍. Right on...damn you wrote this a year ago so you’ll most likely never see this unless you are subscribed to this channel & receive notification. ☠️
Beto Reis
Dude, this Woman is the Empty Space of Music
Sofia Sejopoles
Exactly what I think. I try to find similar artists but nothing seems to get even close.