My Soul Cries Your Name
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A woman built like you, was built to serve my needs. carve intials on my back, wrap your arms around me. with your lovin' please, you're as good. I hurt you so...i gotta go. I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance. you got red-rock too short, a gold-mine where they meet. long-fired arms, and a treasure chest where they meet. hold my hair and arch your back and scream. I hurt you so...i gotta go. I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance. my soul cries your name over and over again. my soul cries your name over and over again. suck my heart into your haze, turn it into sex. front seat of my car, you were better than my bed. flames on your chest, hell's open gate. I hurt you so...i gotta go. I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance. my soul cries your name over and over again. my soul cries your name over and over again.




Overall Meaning

The lyrics to X's "My Soul Cries Your Name" depict a tumultuous and potentially abusive relationship. The singer describes a woman who was "built to serve" his needs and who he asks to carve his initials into his back. However, he also acknowledges that he has hurt her and that he needs to leave. The woman is described as having physical attributes that are highly sexualized, such as "red-rock too short" and a "treasure chest where they meet." The singer asks her to hold his hair and scream while they have sex, further emphasizing the objectification of this woman.


The line "suck my heart into your haze, turn it into sex" suggests that the singer is using this woman for physical pleasure while dismissing her emotional needs. The fact that he describes her as being "better than my bed" also reinforces this idea that she is simply there for his pleasure. The final lines, in which the singer repeats "my soul cries your name over and over again," suggest that he may regret the way he has treated this woman, but it is unclear whether he is sincere or simply feeling guilty.


Overall, these lyrics paint a troubling picture of a relationship that is based on power dynamics and objectification. The singer's desire for physical pleasure seems to take priority over the well-being of the woman he is with, which is a disturbing message to send to listeners.


Line by Line Meaning

A woman built like you, was built to serve my needs.
The singer believes that the woman's physical appearance is meant to satisfy his desires.


Carve initials on my back, wrap your arms around me.
The singer desires physical intimacy and affection from the woman.


With your lovin' please, you're as good.
The singer acknowledges the woman's ability to please him through sexual acts.


I hurt you so...I gotta go. I wouldn't blame you a bit for never giving me a chance.
The artist is aware that he has caused the woman pain and is unable to commit to a relationship with her.


You got red-rock too short, a gold-mine where they meet. Long-fired arms, and a treasure chest where they meet.
The artist describes the woman's physical features as desirable and valuable, comparing her body to that of a precious mineral.


Hold my hair and arch your back and scream.
The singer desires sexual acts that involve physical dominance and vocal expression from the woman.


My soul cries your name over and over again.
The singer is deeply attached to the woman and cannot stop thinking about her.


Suck my heart into your haze, turn it into sex.
The artist wants the woman to consume his emotions and desires, turning them into sexual acts.


Front seat of my car, you were better than my bed.
The artist prefers having sexual relations with the woman in a non-traditional setting.


Flames on your chest, hell's open gate.
The artist compares the woman's fiery passion to the fiery entrance of hell.




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Written by: JOHN DOE

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