Beautiful Self
Eleven Lyrics


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Swollen fingers, gripping the brushes
Sleepless hours, haunting the eyes of her youth
She'll never stop rising from ashes
Marveling at her taste of ocher over crimson

Salty water blows up the color beyond
Breathing and crying, part of her dying
As the sun bled the sky, it bled the sky
She loses her beautiful self to the world

Loses her beautiful self to the world
Loses her beautiful self to the world
She loses her beautiful self to the world

Flaming reason, tripping her shot at the crowd
Her life is an easel, framing what no one has found
Breathing and crying, part of her dying

As the sun bled the sky, as the sun bled the sky
As the sun bled the sky, it bled the sky
She loses her beautiful self to the world

Loses her beautiful self to the world
Loses her beautiful self to the world
She loses her beautiful self to the world
She loses her beautiful self to the world

Loses her beautiful self to the world
Loses her beautiful self to the world
She loses her beautiful self




The soil is never full enough
She loses her beautiful self to the world

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eleven's song Beautiful Self are both melancholic and empowering. The song is about an artist who has dedicated her life to her work. The opening lines, "Swollen fingers, gripping the brushes; Sleepless hours, haunting the eyes of her youth," describe the physical toll that her artistic passion has taken on her. Despite this, the artist perseveres, as "[s]he'll never stop rising from ashes."


The second verse of the song speaks to the emotional cost of the artist's work. The line, "Breathing and crying, part of her dying," evokes the idea that true art requires vulnerability and sacrifice. The repetition of the line, "She loses her beautiful self to the world," emphasizes the idea that the artist has given so much of herself to her work that she no longer recognizes or values her own beauty.


However, the song does not end on a completely hopeless note. The final line, "The soil is never full enough," suggests that although the artist may feel drained by her work, her creativity and passion are boundless.


Overall, Beautiful Self is a poignant reflection on the cost of artistic creation, but also a reminder that such creation is a transformative and rewarding experience.


Line by Line Meaning

Swollen fingers, gripping the brushes
Her hands are tired and achy from painting for so long


Sleepless hours, haunting the eyes of her youth
She has spent many nights without sleep to perfect her craft, and it has taken a toll on her appearance


She'll never stop rising from ashes
Even when things look their bleakest, she always perseveres and comes back stronger


Marveling at her taste of ocher over crimson
She takes pride in her mastery of color choices in her art


Salty water blows up the color beyond
Her tears mix with the paint on her canvas, creating unexpected and beautiful results


Breathing and crying, part of her dying
Her passion for her art is so consuming that it feels like it’s slowly killing her


As the sun bled the sky, it bled the sky
The sunset is so beautiful that it seems like the sky itself is bleeding


She loses her beautiful self to the world
Her love for her art has taken over her life, to the extent that she has lost herself in it


Flaming reason, tripping her shot at the crowd
Despite her passion and skill, she struggles to find recognition and success in the art world


Her life is an easel, framing what no one has found
She sees herself as a vehicle for discovering and expressing beauty in ways that others have not yet imagined


The soil is never full enough
She has an insatiable need to create, and no matter how much she puts into her art, it will never be enough




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