The Blindfold and the Bullet Grieves
"The Blindfold and the Bullet" by Grieves, released in 2011, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of introspection, struggle, and resilience. The lyrics convey a battle with personal demons and the pursuit of clarity amidst chaos. Unique elements include emotive delivery and a blend of melodic hooks with introspective verses, emphasizing vulnerability. The song resonates with listeners facing their own challenges, contributing to Grieves' impact in the indie hip-hop scene.
[Verse 1]
They stain it with the color of my blood
Life has been a variance of luck
And a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck
It's not the vision that I had when I was young
But it's better than pretending and biting down on my tongue when they ask me
Go ahead and walk right past me
I don't need them now, a broken wave
No matter how the world spins round or the bounty on my plate
What's inside of me is never gonna change
But they don't wanna look
Skipping like a stone across a brook
Trying to keep me is a secret and strung up on a hook
You can't evolve without somebody feeling took
And reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook
Get a grip, I've been painting pictures like this
Long before you knew that a person like me existed
You point your finger claiming product of the system
But wouldn't know the difference if it bit you
[Hook]
Some things will always be the same
I'm still right here to take the blame
One thing or another, it's all the same
It feels like I'm trying to start a fire in the rain
They stain it with the color of my blood
Life has been a variance of luck
And a bunch of long trips getting dragged behind a truck
It's not the vision that I had when I was young
But it's better than pretending and biting down on my tongue when they ask me
Go ahead and walk right past me
I don't need them now, a broken wave
No matter how the world spins round or the bounty on my plate
What's inside of me is never gonna change
But they don't wanna look
Skipping like a stone across a brook
Trying to keep me is a secret and strung up on a hook
You can't evolve without somebody feeling took
And reacting like they never seen a pawn attack a rook
Get a grip, I've been painting pictures like this
Long before you knew that a person like me existed
You point your finger claiming product of the system
But wouldn't know the difference if it bit you
[Hook]
Some things will always be the same
I'm still right here to take the blame
One thing or another, it's all the same
It feels like I'm trying to start a fire in the rain
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