For The Orwells, Remember When will be an introduction of sorts—the 12-track rat-race shows the band’s repertoire of pranging riffs and sneering, snot-nosed vocals. The tracks are a walloping war-cry from a generation that up until this point has only offered bubblegum pop—the animus of The Orwells. It’s quite clear early on the in listening to the LP that the band is well aware of the past, the homage rings through the record, using the ghost of punk’s past as their musical sprit guide. However, the band straddles the thin line between their influences and their originality, ripping riffs and smashing drums in a fashion that their age into being just another fact mentioned in their bio.
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Blood Bubbles
The Orwells Lyrics
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I'm made of mud
I'll treat you right
Don't take my life
It's been too long
And you've left wrong
Take me to the places I will belong
But nobody came
So she picked up my gun
And put it to her brain
She begged, she begged, she screamed
Said god, give me help
Then she decided to do it herself
I made her a necklace
Of terrible foam cut
Hang it from the ceiling
She opened the door
Joking on my high
Had blood in my eyes
Sign that my brain is up, I will survive
She screamed now for help
But nobody came
So she picked up my gun
And put it to her brain
She begged, she begged, she screamed
Said god, give me help
Then she decided to do it herself
She screamed now for help
But nobody came
So she picked up my gun
And put it to her brain
She begged, she begged, she screamed
Said god, give me help
Then she decided to do it herself
The overall tone of "Blood Bubbles" by The Orwells is one of desperation and a desire to escape. The singer of the song describes himself as "mud" and speaks of being "too long" left alone. He promises to "treat you right" but begs for help to be taken to a place where he can belong. The second half of the song focuses on a young woman who is screaming for help with no response. She becomes so desperate that she picks up a gun and puts it to her own head, begging God for help before ultimately deciding to take matters into her own hands.
The song seems to deal with feelings of hopelessness and a lack of control. The line "you've left me wrong" suggests that someone has abandoned or betrayed the singer, while the woman's actions indicate a sense of powerlessness and a lack of options. The lyrics are somewhat ambiguous, leaving it up to the listener to interpret the specific circumstances and relationships involved.
Overall, "Blood Bubbles" is a dark and moody track that deals with heavy themes. Despite the bleak subject matter, the raw emotion and compelling melody make the song difficult to ignore.
Line by Line Meaning
I will not lie
The singer asserts that they will not deceive or mislead the listener.
I'm made of mud
The singer suggests that they are imperfect or flawed.
I'll treat you right
The singer claims that they will treat the listener well.
Don't take my life
The artist pleads with the listener not to end their life prematurely.
It's been too long
The artist implies that a significant amount of time has passed since this situation began.
And you've left wrong
The singer suggests that the listener has acted inappropriately or caused harm in some way.
Take me to the places I will belong
The singer asks to be taken to a place where they will fit in or feel comfortable.
She screamed now for help
The song transitions into a scene where a woman is calling for assistance.
But nobody came
Despite her cries for help, no one arrives to aid the woman.
So she picked up my gun
The woman decides to take matters into her own hands and grabs the artist's firearm.
And put it to her brain
She points the gun at her own head, preparing to take her own life.
She begged, she begged, she screamed
The woman continues to plead for assistance, but to no avail.
Said god, give me help
The woman appeals to a higher power for assistance.
Then she decided to do it herself
Frustrated with the lack of aid, the woman makes the decision to end her life without outside help.
I made her a necklace
The song shifts back to the singer, who appears to be reflecting on the situation after the fact.
Of terrible foam cut
The necklace is made of poor quality materials or is otherwise unimpressive.
Hang it from the ceiling
The artist displays the necklace in a prominent location, perhaps as a reminder or tribute.
She opened the door
This line is ambiguous and open to interpretation.
Joking on my high
The singer seems to be speculating on the woman's state of mind before she took her life.
Had blood in my eyes
The artist suggests that they were deeply affected by the woman's death, possibly seeing blood as a result of crying.
Sign that my brain is up, I will survive
The artist reflects on their own ability to overcome challenges and move forward despite difficult circumstances.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: DOMINIC CORSO, GRANT BRINNER, HENRY BRINNER, MARIO CUOMO, MATTHEW O'KEEFE
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I will not lie
I'm made of mud
I'll treat you right
Don't take my life
It's been too long
And you've left wrong
Take me to the places I will belong
She screamed now for help
But nobody came
So she picked up my gun
And put it to her brain
She begged, she begged, she screamed
Said god, give me help
Then she decided to do it herself
I made her a necklace
Of terrible foam cut
Hang it from the ceiling
She opened the door
Joking on my high
Had blood in my eyes
Sign that my brain is up, I will survive
She screamed now for help
But nobody came
So she picked up my gun
And put it to her brain
She begged, she begged, she screamed
Said god, give me help
Then she decided to do it herself
She screamed now for help
But nobody came
So she picked up my gun
And put it to her brain
She begged, she begged, she screamed
Said god, give me help
Then she decided to do it herself
Angel
"I made her a necklace of telephone cord..." just speaks volumes, wow. The Orwells make the kind of music I wish I could discover every day.
e.e.gravewalkr
That solo at the 2:11 mark is so FUCKING killer.
Jimena Muñoz
Grandiosa la música que hacen, saludos desde Perú :)
Lucas Leone For Christ
Saludos desde Sul del Brasil... No hablo espanol... They are really great are not they? Do you have Twitter or Facebook?
Jeremy Del cielo
Hay peruanas que escuchan estás canciones ? 😊
Isabel Gonzalez
I really hope you guys come together again! LA MISSES YOU GUYS!
ohu812no
I like both versions and i bet $100 The Orwells play this one Jun 10 on the Dave Letterman show!!
GOOGLE GOOGLE
i bet on always n forever
Dong Bong
Honestly like the earlier version of this song more but it's a good song nonetheless.
Davy Whitezel
This is the most romantic song I've ever heard. <3