This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Build up your saliva and get
Ready to kill the fire
Spit in the face of figure heads
Give 'em a taste of the shit I said
Build a place for children to escape
The inbred human race of living deadbeat
Dads milking the motherless childcare system
Let the sleepers have another
Nightmare from Christian conservatives
They don't fight fair and any
Religion would murder kids
If they don't quite care about the condition
Of the prison where we're serving bids
Once I escape my skin cell I won't
Be banging on the bars of soap
That I dropped into my living hell
The seemingly indestructible knuckles of
My fists are clean
Keeping eyes wide open and bulging
Out like Mr bean
Misdemeanors made to look like felonies
The prison queen
Is existing in his own filth and
Feeling no guilt it seems
It's a dream with cheetah
Speed we're chasing after
Some are running quick
Track teams want me to lead but face the fact
Y'all can't catch up to it
Pace at your own pace on this race track
You'll eventually get lapped on your
Last leg while stretching
My aggression is just a lack of serotonin
Plug the jack of your telephone
In to the wall so I can call your bluff
Just to say what's up, how ya doin'
Now I've ruined the beautiful
Sound of silence
Won't get quiet until the voices in
My head come down with laryngitis
Talking, talking, talking, talking, so
Much to say, so little sense to make
Bedposts get chopped off once
Innocence gets raped
Close the curtains and drapes
Pull down the blinds
Cover your ears, block your nose and mouth
Shut your eyes
There's a black box in my head
Which is actually red
When I crash and burn it keeps a
Record of every last word I said
It goes "one" for the finger fuck
"two" for the peace sign
(3 strikes, you're out)
Casey's at bat with unloaded
Guns in his mouth
As the day grows old we pave this road
When we take control we will save your soul
And it burns just like that
Famous ring of fire sing to inspire
Try to loosen up the dirt
That clings to the tires
Establish some traction
Lingering behind the curtain of satisfaction
I'm certain of nothing, Mr knew it all
Late for my disorientation
Fate glued to the wall
The pain felt could make the brain melt
Heard the shackles on the ankles
Mistook the sound as slay bells
Remember that song called big pimpin'?
It made me want to dance around but
I had no type of rhythm
Then I thought I should write
A song called sick pimpin'
Cause I know a lot of
Beautiful psycho inspiteful women
Now I'm that cat that tiptoes on his pads
With the gauze on track and so
As not to cause damage
Hello, Miss Management
Time decision making process
Trying to catch the breath I couldn't
Find 'til I lost it
Stand upon a rock I couldn't
Climb if I tried with a fist full of issues
A bag full of pride well alright
I'ma write all the problems on the board
If anyone can answer 'em
I'll let them drive my Ford
I quit searching for the truth
Cause the truth can change
It all depends on how
The furniture's arranged
If you don't take a moment
To sit in the chair
Then there wasn't any point of
Ever puttin' it here
And I'm lovin' every minute as
The day gets vivid
While I'm twistin' up the
Lyrics of existence and it goes
"one" for the wife and
"two" for the house
(Three strikes, you're out)
Now please remove my life from your mouth
As the day grows old we pave this road
When we take control we will save your soul
Ready to kill the fire
Spit in the face of figure heads
Give 'em a taste of the shit I said
Build a place for children to escape
The inbred human race of living deadbeat
Dads milking the motherless childcare system
Let the sleepers have another
Nightmare from Christian conservatives
They don't fight fair and any
Religion would murder kids
If they don't quite care about the condition
Of the prison where we're serving bids
Once I escape my skin cell I won't
Be banging on the bars of soap
That I dropped into my living hell
The seemingly indestructible knuckles of
My fists are clean
Keeping eyes wide open and bulging
Out like Mr bean
Misdemeanors made to look like felonies
The prison queen
Is existing in his own filth and
Feeling no guilt it seems
It's a dream with cheetah
Speed we're chasing after
Some are running quick
Track teams want me to lead but face the fact
Y'all can't catch up to it
Pace at your own pace on this race track
You'll eventually get lapped on your
Last leg while stretching
My aggression is just a lack of serotonin
Plug the jack of your telephone
In to the wall so I can call your bluff
Just to say what's up, how ya doin'
Now I've ruined the beautiful
Sound of silence
Won't get quiet until the voices in
My head come down with laryngitis
Talking, talking, talking, talking, so
Much to say, so little sense to make
Bedposts get chopped off once
Innocence gets raped
Close the curtains and drapes
Pull down the blinds
Cover your ears, block your nose and mouth
Shut your eyes
There's a black box in my head
Which is actually red
When I crash and burn it keeps a
Record of every last word I said
It goes "one" for the finger fuck
"two" for the peace sign
(3 strikes, you're out)
Casey's at bat with unloaded
Guns in his mouth
As the day grows old we pave this road
When we take control we will save your soul
And it burns just like that
Famous ring of fire sing to inspire
Try to loosen up the dirt
That clings to the tires
Establish some traction
Lingering behind the curtain of satisfaction
I'm certain of nothing, Mr knew it all
Late for my disorientation
Fate glued to the wall
The pain felt could make the brain melt
Heard the shackles on the ankles
Mistook the sound as slay bells
Remember that song called big pimpin'?
It made me want to dance around but
I had no type of rhythm
Then I thought I should write
A song called sick pimpin'
Cause I know a lot of
Beautiful psycho inspiteful women
Now I'm that cat that tiptoes on his pads
With the gauze on track and so
As not to cause damage
Hello, Miss Management
Time decision making process
Trying to catch the breath I couldn't
Find 'til I lost it
Stand upon a rock I couldn't
Climb if I tried with a fist full of issues
A bag full of pride well alright
I'ma write all the problems on the board
If anyone can answer 'em
I'll let them drive my Ford
I quit searching for the truth
Cause the truth can change
It all depends on how
The furniture's arranged
If you don't take a moment
To sit in the chair
Then there wasn't any point of
Ever puttin' it here
And I'm lovin' every minute as
The day gets vivid
While I'm twistin' up the
Lyrics of existence and it goes
"one" for the wife and
"two" for the house
(Three strikes, you're out)
Now please remove my life from your mouth
As the day grows old we pave this road
When we take control we will save your soul
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