Lyrical Breakdown of BLEACH - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "BLEACH" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how BROCKHAMPTON weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "BLEACH" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that BROCKHAMPTON employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to BROCKHAMPTON's narrative.

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Who got the feeling? Tell me why I cry when I feel it Tell me why Tell me why Who got the feeling? Tell me why I cry when I feel it Tell me why Tell me why (Why?) Phone ringin', never outgoin', homebody Never outgoin', put my doubts on when these walls up Tearin' at the black tie, finish addin' notches to my belt loop They say help you, I can't help you Why I can't speak out? Is wideout, wideout Keep it deep inside my mind, it's off-kilter, off-kilter I turn memory to fantasy, for that better pleasure, fuck Time machine gon' make it better, maybe better for ya I can't make this up, I can't take it back Feel like a monster, feel like a dead-head zombie Feelings you don't want me, I ain't givin' up You should set if off, tell me, "Time's up" Let the water run, let my body run Who got the feeling? Tell me why I cry when I feel it Tell me why Tell me why Who got the feeling? Tell me why I cry when I feel it Tell me why Tell me why (Why?) Said she wanna get high off a nigga I wanna die durin' sex or religion God and pussy only know my intentions Wakin' on the tour bus then I'm swimmin' You'd be hurtin' if you trust me but you isn't Honestly, that's probably the right decision Pick up, listen, if you wanna get rich No sleep, how real bad man wake up I found false hope in all kinda places Hotel rooms and temporary feelin's I put my clothes on and try to check out I try to hide from the sun, let it set now Don't let God see me, I got a lot of demons And I been sleepin' with 'em And now I'm tangled in the sheets and sinkin' deeper with 'em I'm goin' deeper in it, find me drownin' in it They said, do you make mistakes or do you make a change? Or do you draw the line for when it's better days? You taste the wind for when it's cold enough to kill our flame I wonder who's to blame They ask me, do you make mistakes or do you make a change? Or do you draw the line for when it's better days? We taste the wind for when it's cold and not to kill our flame I wonder who's to blame Who got the feeling? Tell me why I cry when I feel it Tell me why Tell me why Who got the feeling? Tell me why I cry when I feel it Tell me why Tell me why (Why?) Everything I have (Is a mirror) And everywhere I stand (Isn't solid ground) People don't make sense (To me anymore) I'm hidin' out, again Tryna figure it out I'm tryna figure it out I'm tryna figure it out, yeah I'm tryna figure it out I forgot my passport For sure, all for a pretty sky I forgot my passport For sure, all for a pretty sky I forgot my passport For sure, all for a pretty sky I forgot my passport For sure, all for a pretty sky Everything you wear, I'll be the one to care Softly, you raised your hair, all the angels stare, yeah Tell me why, tell me why (Why?)