Torn
Punk Goes 90s Vol. 2 Lyrics
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Soul keeper, heart eater, blood on your lips again
Kissin' on death for the foreplay, blood on your cardigan
Ice cold wrist with the blacked out jeans
Broken bones and torn up seams
Puppeteer my fallen strings
Tell me lies and pretty things
Falling, falling down with broken wings
I'm a doll in the house, I'm a demon
I've been bleeding for months, barely breathing
Take my soul, take my soul
Barely breathing
Barely eating
Barely sleeping
You use me like a doll, like a doll
Voices make my skin crawl
Voices make my skin crawl
I'm just your doll
The lyrics of "Torn," performed on Punk Goes 90s Vol. 2, delve into themes of manipulation, feeling trapped, and losing oneself in a toxic relationship. The song paints a picture of a protagonist who is being controlled and used by their partner, depicted as a soul keeper and heart eater. This partner derives pleasure from the singer's pain and suffering, symbolized by the blood on their lips.
The lyrics further emphasize the destructive nature of the relationship as the partner engages in dangerous activities, using the thrill of death as foreplay. The imagery of blood on the cardigan and the ice-cold wrist with blacked-out jeans suggests a disregard for safety and a willingness to embrace darkness.
The singer describes themselves as a puppet manipulated by their partner. They feel trapped and their sense of self is compromised as their partner pulls the strings of their life. The partner deceives them with lies and superficial compliments, giving them false hope and pretty lies.
The singer feels a sense of constant falling and crumbling, emphasized by broken wings and torn-up seams. This references emotional and physical pain they have endured due to the relationship. The inner turmoil is exacerbated by the haunting voices in their head, which sing of their descent into internal chaos.
The singer compares themselves to a doll in a house, suggesting they are objectified and dehumanized by their partner. They express feeling drained and worn out, barely existing as they bleed emotionally and struggle to find sustenance, both physically and emotionally. They feel their partner uses them and their only purpose is to fulfill their partner's desires.
In summary, "Torn" explores the harrowing experience of being trapped in a manipulative and parasitic relationship. The lyrics evoke a sense of powerlessness, as the singer is continuously used and controlled by their partner. The song captures the internal turmoil and the erosion of self that can occur when someone becomes entwined in such a toxic dynamic.
Line by Line Meaning
You're a soul keeper, heart eater
You possess and control the souls of others, feeding on their hearts
Soul keeper, heart eater, blood on your lips again
Once again, you have consumed someone's heart, leaving bloodstains on your lips
Kissin' on death for the foreplay, blood on your cardigan
Engaging in dangerous activities with death as a way of preparing for intimate encounters, resulting in blood staining your cardigan
Ice cold wrist with the blacked out jeans
You maintain a cool and detached demeanor, visible through your black jeans
Broken bones and torn up seams
You have caused harm and destruction, leaving behind broken bones and torn clothing
Puppeteer my fallen strings
You manipulate and control my vulnerable state
Tell me lies and pretty things
You deceive me with false promises and attractive words
Falling, falling down with broken wings
I am descending rapidly and helplessly, my metaphorical wings damaged and in disrepair
Voices, voices in my head they sing
I am haunted by the constant presence of tormenting voices in my mind
I'm a doll in the house, I'm a demon
I am treated as a lifeless object within the confines of this relationship, simultaneously embodying darkness and evil
I've been bleeding for months, barely breathing
I have been emotionally wounded for an extended period, struggling to maintain even the most basic level of existence
Take my soul, take my soul
You have complete control and ownership over my soul
Barely breathing
I am barely able to draw breath, suffocating under your influence
Barely eating
I have lost my appetite and am barely consuming sustenance
Barely sleeping
I am plagued by insomnia, barely able to find rest and peace
You use me like a doll, like a doll
You manipulate and exploit me, treating me as a disposable object
Voices make my skin crawl
The haunting voices I hear cause intense discomfort and unease
Voices make my skin crawl
The haunting voices I hear cause intense discomfort and unease
I'm just your doll
I am merely an object to be controlled and played with at your convenience
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Garrett Uren
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Cole Rolland
Easily one of the best covers I've ever heard
Moni D
i didn't think this song could get any better and it DID!
Fernanda Lazard
omg!!! my heart suddenly stops because of you love your videos (y)
Xavier Victor
holy shit, cole commented here!
Peter Burkimsher
Even Natalie Imbruglia's version of "Torn" is a cover!
She covered Torn - Ednaswap, who translated Brændt - Lis Sørensen.
Simon Duso
Cole Rolland you are awsome to man big up from Sweden
DecreeB
This is legitimately one of the best covers I've ever heard O.o
Shelbi e
Omg, agreed. That was an amazing cover 😱
DecreeB
Shelbie G Mike showed it to me and I think in the last 2 days I've heard it, like, 3 billion times XP Might be a LITTLE exaggerate, but still this is awesome!
Shelbi e
Yeah it's awesome!