Salt In The Wound

Theory of a Deadman

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Theory Of A Deadman - Salt In The Wound Tabbed by: http://www.andreasvockrodt.de Chords names for standard tuning [Chorus] You couldn’t let it be You could of let me bleed Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound You could of let me heal I hate the way it feels Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound. [Interlude] Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in [Verse] Being dead must be better than this. Already hurts but you couldn’t resist. Moving on way to quick. I’m not expected a way to end it Like a bullet that didn’t go threw It’s stuck inside just like you. Making me hate like you always do Now your fucking him like we were nothing. [Chorus 2] You couldn’t let it be You could of let me bleed Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound You could of let me heal I hate the way it feels Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound. [Interlude] [Verse 2] Your picking at my scars my worlds been torn apart. Everywhere I turn there you are to humiliate me you must hate me. When there’s nothing left and I take my last breath Will I finally be at rest while your both laughing hope your happy. [Chorus 3] You couldn’t let it be You could of let me bleed Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound You could of let me heal I hate the way it feels Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound. [Bridge] It’s burning I can’t take the pain I said it’s burning I can’t take the pain Of when your rubbing rubbing salt in the wound [Solo] [Interlude] Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in [Chorus 3] You couldn’t let it be You could of let me bleed Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound You could of let me heal I hate the way it feels Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the rubbing salt in the wound. [Outro] Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in Rubbin in rubbin in

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La chanson aborde la douleur et la souffrance provoquées par une séparation difficile. L'artiste exprime comment l'autre personne semble insensible à sa douleur, ne lui laissant pas l'espace nécessaire pour guérir, exacerbant ainsi ses blessures émotionnelles. Il ressent une humiliation continue et une colère face à cette situation, presque comme si la brutalité de la rupture était sans cesse ravivée. Le contexte semble être une relation tumultueuse où l'un des partenaires passe à autre chose rapidement, laissant l'autre dans un état de tourment. Il lutte contre des souvenirs douloureux et le sentiment d'abandon, ce qui rend le processus de guérison encore plus compliqué. Cette dynamique illustre bien les effets corrosifs d'un amour perdu et la difficulté de tourner la page quand l'autre ne montre aucune compassion.

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