"Bruises" by Amira Elfeky traces a love that has become physical and emotional endurance. Biting back words leaves the taste of blood, while callused hands and bruised knees show how long devotion has meant clinging and pleading. The repeated image of begging turns affection into self-injury, and the closing question about dying and killing exposes an imbalance where one side gives everything and the other only wounds. The song lands in exhaustion, hurt, and the dawning refusal to keep accepting blame.
Bruises Lyrics by Amira Elfeky
I can taste the blood from biting my tongue
I can’t take the blame for this anymore
Calluses on both hands from holding on
Bruises on my knees begging for your love
Begging for your love
Running
I can’t catch my breath from the weight you’re putting on me
Alone again in London
You said that you would meet me, but I can barely sleep and I feel so down
Down
Counting every second, every word feels like a knife to me now
Now
I can taste the, I can taste the, I can taste the
I can taste the blood from biting my tongue
I can’t take the blame for this anymore
Calluses on both hands from holding on
Bruises on my knees, begging for your love
Begging for your love
Uh-oh-oh, uh-oh-oh
Uh-oh-oh, I’m begging for your love
Uh-oh-oh, uh-oh-oh
Uh-oh-oh, I’m begging for your love
Vertigo
Spinning me in circles, you push me out the front door
To leave me in the ice cold
Lonely in the night, it was me and you for life and I feel so down
Down
Counting every second, every word feels like a knife to me now
Now
I can taste the, I can taste the, I can taste the
I can taste the blood from biting my tongue
I can’t take the blame for this anymore
Calluses on both hands from holding on
Bruises on my knees, begging for your love
And I’m burning like a flame from your smoking gun
I can’t take the pain of this anymore
Calluses on both hands from holding on
Bruises on my knees, begging for your love
Begging for your love
Would you die for me
Like I’d die for you?
Would you kill for me?
You have no problem killing me
I can taste the blood from biting my tongue
I can’t take the blame for this anymore
Calluses on both hands from holding on
Bruises on my knees, begging for your love
Begging for your love
