Bloody Knuckles Broken Glass
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~I'm making a masterpiece, I'm gonna write my name in the wet concrete of the walkway on which I tread, on our short march to meet the dead...
~A living catastrophe, I'm the one to blame, while the Russians in my head are playing roulette...

~Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred forever crawling back to you
~But I always hold my head up high & although I'm dying inside, suffering in silence!

~Playing a losing hand & the cards don't lie, back & forth the battles rage across this notebook page...
~Taking control again & I'll hide my shame, but the Russians in my head are playing roulette...

~Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred forever crawling back to you
~But I always hold my head up high & although I'm Dying inside, suffering in silence!





~I'm living in the past within the shadows cast, I burn before I crash, bloody knuckles, broken glass

Overall Meaning

The overall theme of the song "Bloody Knuckles Broken Glass" by Otherwise is one of inner turmoil and self-destruction. The song starts with the image of the singer making a masterpiece by writing his name in the wet concrete of the walkway on which he treads on his inevitable journey towards death. The Russian roulette metaphor depicts the dangerous game the singer's mind is playing- a game of chance where losing means death. He feels like he is responsible for his own destruction.


The chorus of the song captures the essence of the pain he is going through due to the constant battle going on inside him. He is filled with hatred and suffering, yet he walks with his head held high. The line "suffering in silence" conveys the feeling that he is a lone wolf, struggling to cope with his inner demons. The song's last lines depict the singer's self-destructive tendencies. He lives in the past, never able to move on, and ultimately crashes, leaving himself with bloody knuckles and broken glass.


Overall, "Bloody Knuckles Broken Glass" is a song that tackles the difficult topic of mental health and self-destruction. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a person fighting their inner demons and losing the battle. Through its catchy and memorable chorus, it sends a message of hope - even in the darkest of times, one can still hold their head up high.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm making a masterpiece, I'm gonna write my name in the wet concrete of the walkway on which I tread, on our short march to meet the dead...
I'm determined to create something great, leaving a lasting impression of myself. As we move forward in life, destined to face death, I leave my mark on this world like wet concrete.


A living catastrophe, I'm the one to blame, while the Russians in my head are playing roulette...
I'm a mess, causing destruction and chaos in my own life. The conflicting thoughts in my head make me feel like a game of chance.


Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred forever crawling back to you
The harsh reality of my mistakes continues to plague me, causing me to hold onto resentment and anger towards you.


But I always hold my head up high & although I'm dying inside, suffering in silence!
Despite my inner turmoil, I refuse to give up and maintain a sense of pride. Though it's difficult, I bear my pain alone and in silence.


Playing a losing hand & the cards don't lie, back & forth the battles rage across this notebook page...
I'm facing constant defeat, the truth of my situation is evident. My internal struggles are reflected in my writing and they consume me.


Taking control again & I'll hide my shame, but the Russians in my head are playing roulette...
I'm attempting to regain control of my life and mask my feelings of guilt. Despite my attempts, my thoughts continue to spiral out of control.


I'm living in the past within the shadows cast, I burn before I crash, bloody knuckles, broken glass
I'm stuck in the past, haunted by my mistakes, and the weight of it all is too much to bear. I'm on the verge of collapse, leaving behind a trail of destruction in my wake.




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Sky9 Remixes

[Verse 1: Adrian Patrick]
I'm making a masterpiece, I'm gonna write my name
In the wet concrete of the walkway on which I tread
On a short march to meet the dead
A living catastrophe, I'm the one to blame
While the Russians in my head are playing Roulette...

[Chorus 1: Adrian Patrick]
Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
Forever crawling back to you
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...
Suffering in silence!

[Verse 2: Adrian Patrick]
Playing a losing hand, and the cards don't lie
Back and forth the battles rage across this notebook page
Taking control again and I'll hide my shame
But the Russians in my head are playing Roulette...

[Chorus 1: Adrian Patrick]
Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
Forever crawling back to you
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...
Suffering in silence!


[Bridge: Adrian Patrick]
I'm living in the past
Within the shadow's cast
I burn before I crash
Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass
I'm living in the past
Within the shadow's cast
I burn before I crash
Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass

[Guitar Solo: Ryan Patrick]

[Chorus 2: Adrian Patrick]
Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
Forever crawling back to you
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...

[Outro: Adrian Patrick]
Suffering in silence



All comments from YouTube:

Kimberly Bellow

That happens to me all the fucking time! I'll have a band, love them for years. (I love music that is ahead of it time and progressive). I try to play it at work on stage (I am a stripper) and the DJ says " thats too weird" and " no one is going to like this" or people just look at me like I am strange. THEN they hit the radio and all the sudden those same songs are being played on stage for others and the DJ says 'You cant ever dance to this. She played it first' WTF? Happens all the time :(

Will Phillips

This song is dangerous for my ears, I am listening to it too damn loud. Amazing song!

Schlickefaenger

I found them after listening to "The Promise" and I just can say: Where have they been all time long?! Totaly amazing, thanks for uploading it! ;)

FridayFat

2:20 to 2:30 is why I love this band. Their chemistry is amazing! You can tell they love what they do and who they work with!

Shanthini Mahendran

Such an amazing song! *_* Sends chills down my spine, this song is beautiful!

9uard Overwatch

Best rock music to date imo

Sky9 Remixes

[Verse 1: Adrian Patrick]
I'm making a masterpiece, I'm gonna write my name
In the wet concrete of the walkway on which I tread
On a short march to meet the dead
A living catastrophe, I'm the one to blame
While the Russians in my head are playing Roulette...

[Chorus 1: Adrian Patrick]
Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
Forever crawling back to you
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...
Suffering in silence!

[Verse 2: Adrian Patrick]
Playing a losing hand, and the cards don't lie
Back and forth the battles rage across this notebook page
Taking control again and I'll hide my shame
But the Russians in my head are playing Roulette...

[Chorus 1: Adrian Patrick]
Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
Forever crawling back to you
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...
Suffering in silence!


[Bridge: Adrian Patrick]
I'm living in the past
Within the shadow's cast
I burn before I crash
Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass
I'm living in the past
Within the shadow's cast
I burn before I crash
Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass

[Guitar Solo: Ryan Patrick]

[Chorus 2: Adrian Patrick]
Forever haunted by the truth, now I'm filled with hatred
Forever crawling back to you
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...
But I always hold my head up high
And although I'm dying inside...

[Outro: Adrian Patrick]
Suffering in silence

thewolfdancers

One of those songs that gives you goose bumps and gives you a high feeling

leroy key

Love the meaning behind this song... Great song...

Rebekah Leany

Lots of love to my Otherwise boys! Love you guys! So fXcking ecstatic to buy your first official album! I can't wait!!!! XD <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

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