Three on a Match
Foxing Lyrics


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Little woken warmth
the only thing I loved
now a suffocated soul
its mother's makeup runs and rinses out the pours
rings the color from her hair
for what we did my love I'm sorry
and who the cloth has wound was wound alone
its mother crosses heart
she's damned by her own milk
with unbroken water still
for what we've done my love I'm sorry
and for who the cloth was wound was wound alone
when it's three on a match, the worst are always left
I'm survived by the weight of my own sins
when it's three on a match
the Lord won't let me in
I'm survived by the weight of my own sins




the cypress came up to my knees in May
and woken warmth grew right beside my leg

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Three on a Match" by Foxing are highly metaphorical and poetically express the sorrow and remorse of the singer for past actions. The first few lines suggest that the singer had something or someone that they loved, but it was lost, and they are left with a "suffocated soul." The image of "the mother's makeup runs and rinses out the pours" suggests that the memory of this loss is so deep that it affects everything around them, like a mother's tears and grief that cannot be hidden even with makeup.


The next lines suggest that the singer and someone else did something regrettable or hurtful, possibly to the person or thing that they loved. The image of "who the cloth has wound was wound alone" suggests that someone was hurt and suffered alone, possibly because of the singer and their accomplice's actions. The line "she's damned by her own milk" suggests that the person who was hurt was someone close, like a mother or a caregiver, and their association with the singer and their accomplice is causing them pain.


The last part of the song talks about the consequences of their actions, where the singer implies that the worst always happen to those who do bad things. The line "the Lord won't let me in" suggests that the singer feels they are not worthy of heaven or any form of redemption. The final line about the cypress tree growing near the singer suggests that life goes on, and new things grow even as the singer is left to face the weight of their own sins.


Line by Line Meaning

Little woken warmth
A small amount of comfort and happiness


the only thing I loved
The most important thing to me


now a suffocated soul
A sense of emptiness and despair


its mother's makeup runs and rinses out the pours
Tears wash away the makeup from a grieving mother


rings the color from her hair
The stress and grief is taking a physical toll on her


for what we did my love I'm sorry
I regret the actions that led to this situation


and who the cloth has wound was wound alone
The person responsible for their troubles is only hurting themselves


its mother crosses heart
She swears to herself that she will find a way to cope


she's damned by her own milk
Her motherly instincts are now causing her more pain


with unbroken water still
Despite everything, she continues to cry


when it's three on a match, the worst are always left
In times of hardship, the most unlucky people are the ones who suffer most


I'm survived by the weight of my own sins
I am carrying the heavy burden of guilt and remorse


when it's three on a match
In a situation where three people share a limited chance of success


the Lord won't let me in
I feel unworthy of forgiveness and redemption


the cypress came up to my knees in May
Nature continues to grow and thrive despite human problems


and woken warmth grew right beside my leg
Although there is potential for comfort, I am unable to reach it




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grish

Little woken warmth
The only thing I loved
Now a suffocated soul
Its mother’s makeup runs and rinses out the pores
Rings the color from her hair

For what we did my love I’m sorry
And who the cloth has wound was wound alone
For what we've done my love I’m sorry
And who the cloth has wound was wound alone

Its mother crosses heart
She’s damned by her own milk
With unbroken water still

For what we’ve did my love I’m sorry
And for who the cloth was wound was wound alone
For what we done my love I’m sorry
And who the cloth has wound was wound alone

When it’s three on a match
The worst are always left
I’m survived by the weight of my own sins

When it’s three on a match
The Lord won’t let me in
I’m survived by the weight of my own sins

The cypress came up to my knees in May
And woken warmth grew right beside my leg



Jamie Williams

The song glass coughs is about the abortion and this is an apology.

This is an early pregnancy but he feels like there was a soul in the embryo, he said the only thing he ever loved so probably he didn't love the mom but wanted to be a father.

The mom has milk but no baby. No birth happened. She's grabbing at her hair a lot and grieving.

His sins are so great they've impacted many people. It's going to affect generations to come.

Three on a match and only the bad are left. This is a reference to the three crucifixions when Jesus died. The good die because the bad kill them. They're bad because they killed their baby.

He feels like there's no redemption for him.



All comments from YouTube:

grish

Little woken warmth
The only thing I loved
Now a suffocated soul
Its mother’s makeup runs and rinses out the pores
Rings the color from her hair

For what we did my love I’m sorry
And who the cloth has wound was wound alone
For what we've done my love I’m sorry
And who the cloth has wound was wound alone

Its mother crosses heart
She’s damned by her own milk
With unbroken water still

For what we’ve did my love I’m sorry
And for who the cloth was wound was wound alone
For what we done my love I’m sorry
And who the cloth has wound was wound alone

When it’s three on a match
The worst are always left
I’m survived by the weight of my own sins

When it’s three on a match
The Lord won’t let me in
I’m survived by the weight of my own sins

The cypress came up to my knees in May
And woken warmth grew right beside my leg

Ash

Goosebumps every listen.

Nathan Rice

Such a great song...

Corey M

man. this is absolutely devastating.

Shanordo Scott

Arch your back, girllll

Tabitha Marie Lopez Salazar

the fosters brought me here 😊❤

Itz Rebbe

Who else is here cuz of The Fosters?

Jesse

What's the relation?

Itz Rebbe

+FearABlankPlanet oh no this song was was on this show called The Fosters lol

Jesse

Damn really? I'm not about that abc drama life haha but that's awesome

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