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"
[Chorus]
I see dead people
I see dead people
I look in my pocket and I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I look in my pocket and I see dead people
One, two, three, body count
One, two, three, everybody count
One, two, three, body count
I check my other pocket more bodies found
More bodies I'm back for more bodies
The competition is a skinny bitch nobody
I'm running and I know's it
That's why I'm so snotty
You little boys sit yo ass down, no potty
I see dead people
I see dead people
I look in my pocket and I see dead people
One, two, three, body count
I check my other pocket more bodies found
Let's keep it a hundred
That's word to Ben Frank
Money's what you can count on when your friends ain't
Grass green over here
Green like the kush's
I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes
We don't chase money
we chase dreams
Rub this money in your face, face cream
Doctors say I have a problem
I see nothing but the bread
Told me close my eyes "what you see"
Y'all know what I said!
[Chorus]
And if I go make sure the family gets the cash
And at my funeral there's only one wish I ask
Give the haters a chance to see me cause this they last
Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass
I see dead people
I see dead people
Pocket full of ego, big head people
One two three body count rising
Now everybody got their hand out fucking Heisman
Your boy just convinced her that she gorgeous
Must have took a couple thousand of them Georges
They call me funeral they call us broad'trish
Face on point they should call us swordfish
He got a gang of money
You can't stop his drive
He in the blue six screaming out, stop it five
Black out jewelry, you still see it though
I make a movie in the club, got it see it yo
[Chorus]
I see dead people
I see dead people
I look in my pocket and I see dead people
I see dead people
I see dead people
I look in my pocket and I see dead people
One, two, three, body count
One, two, three, everybody count
One, two, three, body count
I check my other pocket more bodies found
More bodies I'm back for more bodies
The competition is a skinny bitch nobody
I'm running and I know's it
That's why I'm so snotty
You little boys sit yo ass down, no potty
I see dead people
I see dead people
I look in my pocket and I see dead people
One, two, three, body count
I check my other pocket more bodies found
Let's keep it a hundred
That's word to Ben Frank
Money's what you can count on when your friends ain't
Grass green over here
Green like the kush's
I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes
We don't chase money
we chase dreams
Rub this money in your face, face cream
Doctors say I have a problem
I see nothing but the bread
Told me close my eyes "what you see"
Y'all know what I said!
[Chorus]
And if I go make sure the family gets the cash
And at my funeral there's only one wish I ask
Give the haters a chance to see me cause this they last
Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass
I see dead people
I see dead people
Pocket full of ego, big head people
One two three body count rising
Now everybody got their hand out fucking Heisman
Your boy just convinced her that she gorgeous
Must have took a couple thousand of them Georges
They call me funeral they call us broad'trish
Face on point they should call us swordfish
He got a gang of money
You can't stop his drive
He in the blue six screaming out, stop it five
Black out jewelry, you still see it though
I make a movie in the club, got it see it yo
[Chorus]
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