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"
Welcome to the show everyone
Let go kill your mind have some drugs
I don't give a fuck where you from
As long as you get high
Wake up what are you waiting for
Times now life is yours life is short
Truth's something you can't buy in stores
Unless it's leveled for
We're the new sensation taking over the nation
On all TV sound wave radio stations
Infiltrating incubating shaking revelations at the speed of light
In an alien ship fuck the big wig pigs
Eatin' fat off of kids making doe outta shit
Selling dope Ritalin's pop culture's dead
Vultures eat what their fed
FBI FCC seceded, see I'm a code red
So fuck what your parents think
Forget what you teachers preach
Their words are just useless speech
To make you think what they think is how you outta outta live
I've heard it a million times politicians and all their lies
Shut your mouths tell the truth you swines America's dead
I'm alive live sue me see me
Kill pop dead on the radio, circus home made from buffalo
Sold out tickets to every show
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Kill pop, kill pop well it's already dead
At least to me in my head
I see your glam and glitz fake tits and gold rings
Collagen lip shit diamond earrings
Liposucked ass your nose is plastic
Cause when you sniff coke it melts like hot wax bitch
So fuck all you losers hiding in clothes cars and dreams
You couldn't buy a real you so the real world reeled you
I walk run scream sing and rap talk you get bent on your
Knees by TV's and ass fucked tools
So fuck what your parents think
Forget what you teachers preach
Their words are just useless speech
To make you think what they think is how you outta outta live
I've heard it a million times politicians and all their lies
Shut your mouths tell the truth you swines America's dead
I'm alive live sue me see me
Kill pop dead on the radio, circus home made from buffalo
Sold out tickets to every show
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
We got a brand new cd for you baby
With a bunch of snazzy tunes
They'll make a profit off this prophets hanging
So sell and tell me what to do
We got a brand new cd for you baby
With a bunch of snazzy tunes
They'll make a profit off this prophets hanging
So sell and tell me what to do
Make some hits and get those kids head banging
It's the critics choice to choose
Corporations are the artists painting
It's the peoples voice to lose
Kill pop dead on the radio, circus home made from buffalo
Sold out tickets to every
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Let go kill your mind have some drugs
I don't give a fuck where you from
As long as you get high
Wake up what are you waiting for
Times now life is yours life is short
Truth's something you can't buy in stores
Unless it's leveled for
We're the new sensation taking over the nation
On all TV sound wave radio stations
Infiltrating incubating shaking revelations at the speed of light
In an alien ship fuck the big wig pigs
Eatin' fat off of kids making doe outta shit
Selling dope Ritalin's pop culture's dead
Vultures eat what their fed
FBI FCC seceded, see I'm a code red
So fuck what your parents think
Forget what you teachers preach
Their words are just useless speech
To make you think what they think is how you outta outta live
I've heard it a million times politicians and all their lies
Shut your mouths tell the truth you swines America's dead
I'm alive live sue me see me
Kill pop dead on the radio, circus home made from buffalo
Sold out tickets to every show
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Kill pop, kill pop well it's already dead
At least to me in my head
I see your glam and glitz fake tits and gold rings
Collagen lip shit diamond earrings
Liposucked ass your nose is plastic
Cause when you sniff coke it melts like hot wax bitch
So fuck all you losers hiding in clothes cars and dreams
You couldn't buy a real you so the real world reeled you
I walk run scream sing and rap talk you get bent on your
Knees by TV's and ass fucked tools
So fuck what your parents think
Forget what you teachers preach
Their words are just useless speech
To make you think what they think is how you outta outta live
I've heard it a million times politicians and all their lies
Shut your mouths tell the truth you swines America's dead
I'm alive live sue me see me
Kill pop dead on the radio, circus home made from buffalo
Sold out tickets to every show
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
We got a brand new cd for you baby
With a bunch of snazzy tunes
They'll make a profit off this prophets hanging
So sell and tell me what to do
We got a brand new cd for you baby
With a bunch of snazzy tunes
They'll make a profit off this prophets hanging
So sell and tell me what to do
Make some hits and get those kids head banging
It's the critics choice to choose
Corporations are the artists painting
It's the peoples voice to lose
Kill pop dead on the radio, circus home made from buffalo
Sold out tickets to every
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
Drugs are illegal so we kill microphones
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i don't even know why, but i like this song. i listen to it whenever i'm really bored.