Aphrodite
SuicideBoy Lyrics


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Manifesto of depression
Stocking up my weapons, Natural Born Killers
Get relief from my aggression
Symbol of oppression triple six flexing
Fuckboys love my seconds
Smoking dope while I'm texting
Sounds so simple, right?
Artesian on some ice, both wrists sliced
Killing myself every night
Motherfuckers want to adopt the dark
But I was born in it
Popping pills until I'm stopping hearts
Bunch of worms swimming
Through my veins and blood
Put that lead through my skull
Through my veins and blood
Put that lead through my skull
Kill yourself, motherfucker

Death in the night, hiding from the light
Everything changes when you make it out alive
Middle of the night, hoping that I die
Middle of the night, always fucking high
Got a life I'm trying to shake
Get the fuck away die slow for me, baby
Let's get the fuck away
Die slow, let's get the fuck away

I'm hoping that someone will come
And slit my throat
And then I can finally overdose
Shawty looking like she needs some rest
So in the grave, she goes
I'm right beside her
She trying to get what's in my chest
Hollow ribs
She doesn't know that I'm a ghost
Haunting the air with my sweet decay
For death, I do not delay
Yeah, that's why my skin is grey
59 is the blood stain painted on your day
Switching up the blade
Yeah, she said she wants the knife
Told her, "bitch, I got the sword"
Yeah, her dress ain't white no more
I'm that 7th Ward dead lord
Got my bitch dead on the floor
Now she begging for some more
Now she begging for some more

Would you die for me? Would you die for me?
I need you, and I hope you need me too
I want to kill you would you die for me?




Would you die for me?
I need you, and I hope you need me too

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to “Aphrodite” by Suicideboys are a bleak manifesto of depression, encapsulating the internal struggle of someone who is constantly battling with themselves. The opening lines, “Manifesto of depression, Stocking up my weapons, Natural Born Killers, Get relief from my aggression”, paint a picture of someone who is grappling with their own emotions and looking for a way to find peace. The use of the phrase “Natural Born Killers” is interesting as it refers to the 1994 film of the same name, which is about a couple who go on a killing spree. This gives the idea that the person singing the song is similarly out of control and dangerous. The line “Symbol of oppression triple six flexing” speaks to the idea of someone trying to assert their power and control through their actions.


Throughout the song, there are references to death and suicide. The lines “Killing myself every night” and “Kill yourself, motherfucker” are particularly striking. The repeated chorus of “Would you die for me? Would you die for me? I need you, and I hope you need me too” highlights the desperate need for human connection and the ways in which mental health issues can create a sense of isolation and despair. The last few lines of the song, “Now she begging for some more, now she begging for some more” are haunting and suggest a darker, more sinister aspect to the person singing the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Manifesto of depression
This song is a statement about depression and its grip on the author.


Stocking up my weapons, Natural Born Killers
The author is preparing for self-harm and the line references the movie 'Natural Born Killers', signifying their violent thoughts.


Get relief from my aggression
The author is trying to control their negative thoughts and emotions through self-harm.


Symbol of oppression triple six flexing
The author has embraced their perceived oppression and displays it as a badge of honor through a reference to the number 666.


Fuckboys love my seconds
The author receives attention from others, but only after they have had their own personal satisfaction fulfilled.


Smoking dope while I'm texting
The author is using drugs as a coping mechanism and distraction from their struggles, even while communicating with others.


Sounds so simple, right?
The author recognizes that thoughts of suicide and self-harm may be misunderstood by others and that the solution isn't as simple as it may seem.


Artesian on some ice, both wrists sliced
The author is cutting themselves intentionally and deeply, to somehow feel relief or to bring about their desired outcome.


Killing myself every night
The author is struggling with deep self-hate and a desire to end their own life, which is a nightly occurrence.


Motherfuckers want to adopt the dark
The author is disheartened and disagrees with people who want to appropriate the feelings of darkness and depression that the author is actually experiencing.


But I was born in it
The author is saying that they have experienced these feelings from a young age and that it is a part of them.


Popping pills until I'm stopping hearts
The author is using substances to numb their pain and is willing to go as far as risking their life to find relief from their struggles.


Bunch of worms swimming Through my veins and blood Put that lead through my skull
The author is metaphorically comparing their emotions to worms and feels like they are infested with despair. They want to end their life by shooting themselves in the head.


Death in the night, hiding from the light Everything changes when you make it out alive
The author is in a dark place but recognizes that if they can make it through, things can get better.


Middle of the night, hoping that I die Middle of the night, always fucking high
The author is struggling with depression and frequently turns to drugs to escape their thoughts of self-harm.


Got a life I'm trying to shake Get the fuck away die slow for me, baby Let's get the fuck away Die slow, let's get the fuck away
The author is trying to get away from their current circumstances and is willing to risk their life to escape their struggles.


I'm hoping that someone will come And slit my throat And then I can finally overdose Shawty looking like she needs some rest So in the grave, she goes I'm right beside her She trying to get what's in my chest Hollow ribs She doesn't know that I'm a ghost Haunting the air with my sweet decay For death, I do not delay Yeah, that's why my skin is grey 59 is the blood stain painted on your day Switching up the blade Yeah, she said she wants the knife Told her, 'bitch, I got the sword' Yeah, her dress ain't white no more I'm that 7th Ward dead lord Got my bitch dead on the floor Now she begging for some more Now she begging for some more
The author is lost in their mind and desires someone to end their life for them. They are struggling with mental illness and their physical form feels empty and decayed. The author is behind their loved one's death and is feeling powerful yet empty. They want to be wanted, and their destructive actions create this false sense of desire.


Would you die for me? Would you die for me? I need you, and I hope you need me too I want to kill you would you die for me? Would you die for me? I need you, and I hope you need me too
The author is lonely and struggling with self-hate, but feels like someone dying for them would give their life meaning. They are unsure of their own worth and want validation from others, even if it means hurting them in the process.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux

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Blessing

Me encantó el hecho de que el tema esté lleno de lírica, genial.
Gracias .Raesk🔥

Alexs Daniel Chavz Lopz

amo esta cancion, me deprime relajadamente ;:c

Moses Falcon

SuicideBoys have been bumping the best and worse times of my life ❤️

Piero Barreto

Que temazo te sacaste Raeks <3 nunca pense encontrar una traduccion de esta

Jgytt

Que buena letra!

joel esau

uno de sus mejores temas, Gracias brodi

Oxy

Temazo hermano, gracias <3

BLVCK LXRD

Es la mejor canción 😍

Mr. eli

Gracias por traducirlo❤

Jessica l

They make me wanna cry and vibe but like not a sad cry, ya know? Don’t know how to explain it

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