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"
For my people in the front (front)
In the nosebleed section (section)
This is for the heads that's loving the mix
My people in the front, all covered in spit
Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us
So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if it's your flavor)
Your flavor, come get drunk with us (woo!)
This life turned out nothing like
I had planned (why not?)
By now I should've had some land
Some money in my hand, 'round about fifty grand
But I got nothing (nothin'), I write rhymes on the bus
I keep suffering (sufferin), fuck the lines of the dust
You keep sniffing, that shit is for the punk hoes (whoa!)
This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how, check it out)
I got hip-hop taste buds
I wanna hear that bass when I make love
Wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up
Write rhymes to get me through a break up, bitch!
Rather whiskey straight, no chaser
Went through fifty breaks, no flavor
Till I found this one, and made the
Bass hook with the drum, my savior
This is the comeback, tongue that's sharp like a thumbtack
It's so tight James is saying give my funk back
One track, eight track, a-dat, residual
Noise, band funk that we claim with the digital
Toys I'm the Apache, you're failing to match me
Throw your hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi
And move to the funk flow, you stepping, are you drunk bro?
This is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
People don't complain if Suffa's in here,
And you're in the front row, all covered in beer
And club owners don't say "the place is wrecked, it's your fault" (uh huh)
If the roof is on fire it's an electrical fault
Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it live
Like Friday night footy, in my hoodie can hide I
Get live on the breaks son, like pace one
Lads, if you're heading to the bar grab your mates one
Ladies come chill, come rock with me honey
I got like half a mill in monopoly money
There's no stopping me honey, so you can take my hand
We can lay on the beach and count grains of sand
Or take a plane to Japan, and drink sake with mafia
Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with Qaddafi a
Dinner date, followed by a funk show
We'll rip off our tops and jump around in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
Look me here, and I'm all yours, not for the money
And it's not for the applause, no
Oh no no no (It's for the nosebleed section)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
In the nosebleed section (section)
This is for the heads that's loving the mix
My people in the front, all covered in spit
Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us
So jump with us, down in the front entrance (if it's your flavor)
Your flavor, come get drunk with us (woo!)
This life turned out nothing like
I had planned (why not?)
By now I should've had some land
Some money in my hand, 'round about fifty grand
But I got nothing (nothin'), I write rhymes on the bus
I keep suffering (sufferin), fuck the lines of the dust
You keep sniffing, that shit is for the punk hoes (whoa!)
This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how, check it out)
I got hip-hop taste buds
I wanna hear that bass when I make love
Wanna hear some lyrics when I wake up
Write rhymes to get me through a break up, bitch!
Rather whiskey straight, no chaser
Went through fifty breaks, no flavor
Till I found this one, and made the
Bass hook with the drum, my savior
This is the comeback, tongue that's sharp like a thumbtack
It's so tight James is saying give my funk back
One track, eight track, a-dat, residual
Noise, band funk that we claim with the digital
Toys I'm the Apache, you're failing to match me
Throw your hands in the air like you're hailing a taxi
And move to the funk flow, you stepping, are you drunk bro?
This is for my peeps and the freaks in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
People don't complain if Suffa's in here,
And you're in the front row, all covered in beer
And club owners don't say "the place is wrecked, it's your fault" (uh huh)
If the roof is on fire it's an electrical fault
Man I bet you all bolt, when I bring it live
Like Friday night footy, in my hoodie can hide I
Get live on the breaks son, like pace one
Lads, if you're heading to the bar grab your mates one
Ladies come chill, come rock with me honey
I got like half a mill in monopoly money
There's no stopping me honey, so you can take my hand
We can lay on the beach and count grains of sand
Or take a plane to Japan, and drink sake with mafia
Fly to Libya for some Bacardi with Qaddafi a
Dinner date, followed by a funk show
We'll rip off our tops and jump around in the front row
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
Look me here, and I'm all yours, not for the money
And it's not for the applause, no
Oh no no no (It's for the nosebleed section)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
You know I looked around, for faces I'd know
I fell in love with the people in the front row
(Ho how)
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