Perfume
Ruby Haunt Lyrics


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twenty minutes from the last one
feel it moving through my veins
see you're so full of questions
i know you're so full of pain
you're one thing that I will never own
you're not easily tamed

(chorus.)
you bring me up
you tear me down
you fill me up
you pour me out

spending time without you
it kills me
it kills me
having visions of you
it kills me
it kills me

(chorus.)
you bring me up
you tear me down




you fill me up
you pour me out

Overall Meaning

In Ruby Haunt's song "Perfume," the lyrics describe the feeling of being addicted to someone or something that they simply cannot have or control. The line "twenty minutes from the last one, feel it moving through my veins" suggests that the persona is addicted to something and craving for it badly, but not necessarily certain of what it is. They then talk about someone who is "so full of questions," who is likely to be the person they desire but cannot have. Despite the pain involved, they are unwilling to relinquish their desire for this person, saying "you're one thing that I will never own."


In the chorus, the lyrics describe the emotional turmoil that the persona experiences in their relationship with this person. They say that their significant other brings them up and tears them down, fills them up and pours them out. It suggests that there is a kind of passion within their relationship that is both fulfilling and damaging at the same time. The second verse talks about how difficult it is to be without this person, and how they cannot help but have visions of them even when they are apart.


Overall, "Perfume" is an intricate and emotional song that touches upon themes of addiction, desire, and passionate love. The lyrics convey a sense of longing and desperation, and the chorus showcases the complex and conflicting emotions that come with wanting something that is both fulfilling and destructive.


Line by Line Meaning

twenty minutes from the last one
It has been only twenty minutes since the last occurrence or instance.


feel it moving through my veins
I can sense it coursing through my bloodstream and impacting me.


see you're so full of questions
I perceive that you have many uncertainties and inquiries.


i know you're so full of pain
I am aware that you are experiencing significant anguish.


you're one thing that I will never own
You, as a person, are something that I will never be able to possess or control.


you're not easily tamed
It would be extremely difficult to manage or regulate you.


you bring me up
Being with you elevates me and brings me joy.


you tear me down
Being around you can also bring me sadness and emotional devastation.


you fill me up
I feel whole and content when I am with you.


you pour me out
However, you can also leave me feeling empty and drained.


spending time without you
Being apart from you for any period is extremely difficult.


it kills me
It causes me significant emotional pain and distress.


having visions of you
I experience vivid mental images of you.


it kills me
The feeling is so intense that it causes me significant emotional pain and distress.




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Enea Weber


on (The Death of Ruby)

J'marchais dans la rue, Paris était gris.
J'pensais à toi, j'espèrais t'croiser en fait.
J'me souvenais plus exactement de ton visage, si ton nez était droit, si ta bouche était pleine.
Mais j'me souvenais du goût de tes lèvres, j'espèrais te croiser à tous les coins de rues.
Tous les garçons de dos avaient ton allure, mais quand ils se retournaient ce n'était pas toi, personne n'était toi enfaite.
On me disait que c'était un amour d'enfant, qu'il fallait oublier.
On me disait que c'était bête, ou irrationnel, complètement infondé.
Mais moi je m'en foutais.
Je savais que là où tu étais tu pensais la même chose.

J'marchais dans la rue, Paris restait gris.
Les murs étaient les mêmes, les champs étaient les mêmes.
Tout était pareil sauf toi.
Tout était pareil mais toi t'étais pas là.
Je savais que là où tu étais tu pensais la même chose.

J'marchais dans la rue, Paris restait gris.
Les murs étaient les mêmes, les champs étaient les mêmes.
Tout était pareil sauf toi.
Tout était pareil mais toi t'étais pas là.
Je savais que là où tu étais tu pensais la même chose.

J'marchais dans la rue, Paris restait gris.
Les murs étaient les mêmes, les champs étaient les mêmes.
Tout était pareil sauf toi...