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"
Gimme all the rhythm and blues niggas
Hen rock the shots of the liquor
Hmmm, it makes me cum quicker
Rub it on your belly like jelly, R.Kelly
You think you ballin' but your body's callin'
Free fallin' all in, fuck the bumpin' and grindin'
Have you jumpin' and whinin'
When I'm climbin' I be doin' groups like
Troop, body rockin' H-Town to Horace Brown
Watch out now
Babyface can pay the rent
And cook me five meals
But momma got the whip appeal
What the deal on that Prince cat?
He be lookin' kind of fruity
But you still could eat the booty
Brian McKnight's tight
Joe is lookin' kinda slow
Oh, what about D'Angelo?
I want some of that brown sugar then
Watch this rap bitch bust all over ya nuts like
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
I fuck mics the fly way
Fuck them LaDae cats, they wack
And one of them resemble Craig Mack
I need a New Edition
I need some men with vision
Pussy eatin' position to golden shower pissin'
I made my intro getting fucked in the Pinto
Now I'm skin deep in the Lexus Jeep
Peep the Queen sista, if I would fuck wit' Mista
They'd be lickin' blackberry molasses out my asses
J'son, who the fuck time ya wastin'? You're nathan
I got no patience for little dick tastin'
I'd rather go dolo wit' Solo
Then I can get some heaven
And be the fuck out after seven
All for one and one for all
I swear to God, I never fucked with none of y'all
And if ya immature then I'm out the door
I'm on fire gettin' head by the
Harlem Boys Choir
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
I couldn't find a mall with Kenny Lattimore
Montell Jordan ain't scorin'
Tevin Campbell make his life to shambles
Make him an example with this pussy sample
Here we go, you didn't know?
Joe was my ho
Tony Rich my bitch
Don't fuck with this
I got a one hundred and twelve nuts to bust so just
Open wide and when I'm done
Give me a high-five
You can touch me and tease me
As if my name was Case
But we got to drink a case for me to participate
Don't playa hate, nigga, it's cool with me
I'm icin' Bryson, that dude down with Groove Theory
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
Hen rock the shots of the liquor
Hmmm, it makes me cum quicker
Rub it on your belly like jelly, R.Kelly
You think you ballin' but your body's callin'
Free fallin' all in, fuck the bumpin' and grindin'
Have you jumpin' and whinin'
When I'm climbin' I be doin' groups like
Troop, body rockin' H-Town to Horace Brown
Watch out now
Babyface can pay the rent
And cook me five meals
But momma got the whip appeal
What the deal on that Prince cat?
He be lookin' kind of fruity
But you still could eat the booty
Brian McKnight's tight
Joe is lookin' kinda slow
Oh, what about D'Angelo?
I want some of that brown sugar then
Watch this rap bitch bust all over ya nuts like
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
I fuck mics the fly way
Fuck them LaDae cats, they wack
And one of them resemble Craig Mack
I need a New Edition
I need some men with vision
Pussy eatin' position to golden shower pissin'
I made my intro getting fucked in the Pinto
Now I'm skin deep in the Lexus Jeep
Peep the Queen sista, if I would fuck wit' Mista
They'd be lickin' blackberry molasses out my asses
J'son, who the fuck time ya wastin'? You're nathan
I got no patience for little dick tastin'
I'd rather go dolo wit' Solo
Then I can get some heaven
And be the fuck out after seven
All for one and one for all
I swear to God, I never fucked with none of y'all
And if ya immature then I'm out the door
I'm on fire gettin' head by the
Harlem Boys Choir
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
I couldn't find a mall with Kenny Lattimore
Montell Jordan ain't scorin'
Tevin Campbell make his life to shambles
Make him an example with this pussy sample
Here we go, you didn't know?
Joe was my ho
Tony Rich my bitch
Don't fuck with this
I got a one hundred and twelve nuts to bust so just
Open wide and when I'm done
Give me a high-five
You can touch me and tease me
As if my name was Case
But we got to drink a case for me to participate
Don't playa hate, nigga, it's cool with me
I'm icin' Bryson, that dude down with Groove Theory
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
(Dreams of fucking an R&B dick)
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
Dreams, dreams, dreams of fuckin' an R&B dick
Lyrics submitted by spliphstar
Dreams Lyrics as written by James Brown Michael D'angello Archer
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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