This Old Wound
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Cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new.
Sometimes eyes turn black,
And sometimes scars are tracks.
But everytime you're gone i wish that you'd come back.
And everyone watched me waste myself,
Everyone cheered at last.
It's better it's me..than them.
I think I'm doing well from what they say,
They've taken both my belt and shoelaces away.
Well I believe in luck,
I think I do.
Well I believe for sure
If ever I saw you.
I've been fanning flames from these old coals,
Feeding them with tender,
And hoping they will grow.
And I've been savoring
What I can't hold,
A blind belief in goodness
That doesn't seem to show.
I've been bleeding well,
From this old wound.
Cleaning it with salt,
So it will still feel new..
Dashboard Confessional's song "This Old Wound" is a melancholic reflection on pain and self-destruction. The opening verse describes how the singer has been bleeding from an old wound and cleaning it with salt to preserve the feeling of renewal. The wound might be a metaphor for emotional pain or past trauma, and the act of cleaning it with salt could represent a coping mechanism aimed at keeping the pain fresh and alive. The following lines, "Sometimes eyes turn black, And sometimes scars are tracks", suggest that the pain is not just psychological but also physical, leaving visible marks on the body. The final line of the verse expresses the singer's yearning for someone to come back to him, possibly the person who caused the wound in the first place.
Line by Line Meaning
Well I've been bleeding well from this old wound,
I've been hurting badly from this old emotional injury.
Cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new.
I'm trying to freshen up the pain so it feels like it's happening again.
Sometimes eyes turn black,
Sometimes people's reactions to me hurt even more.
And sometimes scars are tracks.
These emotional scars are always there, like tracks on skin.
But everytime you're gone i wish that you'd come back.
I still want you back, even though you're causing me pain.
And everyone watched me waste myself,
People watched me fall apart and self-destruct.
Everyone cheered at last.
They were glad to see me fail.
All of them found it comforting,
It made them feel better to see me suffering.
It's better it's me..than them.
They're glad it's not happening to them.
I think I'm doing well from what they say,
Other people think I'm doing better than I am.
They've taken both my belt and shoelaces away.
They're trying to prevent me from hurting myself further.
Well I believe in luck,
I believe that things might get better by chance.
I think I do.
But I'm not totally sure.
Well I believe for sure
I definitely believe that if I saw you again, things would improve.
If ever I saw you.
Seeing you is my only hope.
I've been fanning flames from these old coals,
I'm trying to keep the passion and hope alive.
Feeding them with tender,
I'm being delicate and nurturing with these feelings.
And hoping they will grow.
Hoping that these feelings will become even stronger.
And I've been savoring
I'm treasuring and holding onto
What I can't hold,
What I know is slipping away and out of my control.
A blind belief in goodness
I'm still holding onto the idea that things will work out for the best.
That doesn't seem to show.
Even though I want to believe this, I haven't seen any signs of it coming true.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
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Choseph
Favorite song in a while, I know it's not new but it feels that way.
Christian Cormero
I've been bleeding well from this old wound,
Cleaning it with salt, so it will still feel new.
Sometimes eyes turn black, and sometimes scars are tracks.
But everytime you're gone,
I wish that you'd come back.
And everyone watched me waste myself,
and everyone cheered at last.
And all of them found it comforting.
It's better it's me, than them.
I think I'm doing well from what they say,
They've taken both my belts
And shoelaces away.
But I believe in luck...
I think I do.
Well I believe for sure,
If ever I see you.
I've been fanning flames from these old coals.
Feeding them with tender, and hoping they will grow.
And I've been savoring what I can't hold.
A blind belief in goodness
That doesn't seem to show.
And I've been bleeding well from this old wound.
Cleaning it with salt, so it will still feel new.
Nathaniel Scott
Thank you for putting this up. So glad I stumbled upon it!
sheyni
:( just a sad song
joe gill
sad as hell
Gonzalo Sanchez
Existe en deezer