Blood On My Hands
FTSE Lyrics

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Glistens a diamond ring it goes the distance
Now is a tiny clear rumor going from Africa to England
Just an accessory now for fat rich with cold fingers
I've got blood on my hands, and it lingers
Remote control, and mobile phones
made up of components that dug out holes
Silver, gold, gas or aureac gold
I've got blood on my hands, and all over my home

You count call whatever you want for the right price
We open up on weekends
We open up on night
We've got hundred of brands
Selling the same thing,
and if you hadn't got it, then we order it

I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands

It's wrong 100 percent, call it
It doesn't cost a bomb just a nail in a coffin
Made in Taiwan by who cares and who knows
I've got blood on my hands, at shoulders, knees and toes
Decisions, decisions, oh what's the fucking difference?
They all do the same thing, it's the package and it comes in
I'ma stand it, I'm running, the revolution is coming
I've got blood on my hands, and it just keeps gushing

You can get whatever you want for the right price
We open up on weekends
We open up on night
We've got hundred of brands
Selling the same thing,
and if you hadn't got it, then we order it

I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands

And it won't come off, and it won't come off
And it won't come off, and it won't come off

And it won't come off, and it won't come off
And it won't come off, and it won't come off

You can get whatever you want for the right price
We open up on weekends
We open up on night
We've got hundred of brands
Selling the same thing,
and if you hadn't got it, then we order it

I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands
I've got blood on my hands

And it won't come off, and it won't come off (Oh, no)
And it won't come off, and it won't come off (Oh, no)

And it won't come off, and it won't come off (Oh, no)
And it won't come off, and it won't come off (Oh, no)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of FTSE's song "Blood On My Hands" address the damaging consequences of consumer culture and exploitation of resources in the manufacturing industry. The opening lyrics compare the shine and perceived value of a diamond ring to the harsh reality of a clear rumor that connects the slavery and exploitation of African workers in the diamond trade to wealthy consumers in England. The jewelry is now just an accessory owned by fat, wealthy individuals with cold fingers. The singer then admits to having blood on their hands that lingers, likely from their participation in this system of exploitation.

The second verse highlights the role of technology and material goods in this system of exploitation. Remote controls, mobile phones, and other technological devices are made with materials that were mined from areas where workers were exploited or abused. The singer's home is now tainted because of their participation in the system of exploitation. The third verse directly criticizes the capitalist system and the lack of accountability for those involved in exploiting resources and people. The idea that one can get whatever they want for the right price is a damning indictment of the capitalist system which values profit over human life.

Overall, the song is a powerful critique of the effects of consumer culture and the exploitation of resources and people in the manufacturing industry. The repeated refrain of "I've got blood on my hands" underscores the guilt and responsibility that the singer feels for their participation in this system.

Line by Line Meaning

Glistens a diamond ring it goes the distance
The diamonds in my jewelry were mined through horrific, exploitative practices but now it's considered a luxury item that signifies wealth and status.

Now is a tiny clear rumor going from Africa to England
Whispers about the bloody extraction of the minerals rip through the African villages where the miners live and ultimately the jewels are transported to places like England.

Just an accessory now for fat rich with cold fingers
The jewelry bought, sold, and worn by people who don't care about the human rights violations that took place in getting the precious stones, and have blood on their hands.

I've got blood on my hands, and it lingers
The knowledge and guilt of my involvement in the unethical practices of the diamond trade weighs heavily on me.

Remote control, and mobile phones made up of components that dug out holes Silver, gold, gas or aureac gold I've got blood on my hands, and all over my home
The materials used in my technological devices were sourced from mines that used forced labor, child labor, and had terrible safety standards, from which I benefit and use in my everyday life.

You count call whatever you want for the right price We open up on weekends We open up on night We've got hundred of brands Selling the same thing, and if you hadn't got it, then we order it
We're a consumerist society that values material goods and convenience above all else, turning a blind eye to the unethical practices behind the production of the things we desire.

I've got blood on my hands
I am complicit in the exploitation and oppression of others for my own gain.

And it won't come off, and it won't come off
The guilt and shame of my actions are not easily washed away.

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