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"
I only got one life to live like the soaps
So before they take mine's I'm puttin' Glocks to their throats
Ker-plow! Adams Apple just got hit by a nine-millimeter slug
This all real this ain't no counterfeit
Test these nuts nigga your shell gon' crack and it's gon' take more than
Just a Ouija board to bring your spirit back.
You lead yourself into this confrontation elimination
Of your bodily creation now you just a patient.
A doctor death but not Kevorkian
You can turn the tails but you don't want to see the tails of the scorpion
Faces of war, faces of anger, meet me face to face
This ain't no identity crisis this a mental phase.
A million and one faces I've got to know
'Cause nobody surpass the wrath of Sir Skier the O
AK's, Glocks, with infrared and Techs on my swords for conquest
As they test my faces of death
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, Faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
Me muggin' is how I set them up
A smirky-wicked-twisted grin suspicion alone just shuts them up.
Confusion arouses their brain like pussy do
'Cause they don't know what I can do to them or their pussy crew
I should tell them to recognize like Sam Snead but I got so many faces
It's a warning they just couldn't heed
It gets greater later but not for haters
I snuff them like Space Invaders call me player hater assassinator
Damn these niggas make my trigger finger inch.
Fuckin' with these menace to society makes me click shit
I gave triggers to niggas with no hearts
Turn niggas into stars and player haters into marks nigga
Don't you know its my debut and I can break you
The same track you used to conversate to can turn around and fade you
My production style is too complex
Music to me is sex and that's just one of my
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
My dialect breaks necks, watch me shatter niggas like glass, switch up
Faces jump in my shit and haul ass
You damn right I got an attitude problem
My personalities switch with every click like a revolver nigga
You playin' Russian Roulette with your life
Fuck your wife she ain't a widow nigga I still fuck her every night.
You niggas got beef for 100% USDA sirloin steak
And you niggas fina get ate up, wait up
This bullshit got my blood pressure rising
Knocking you out like Tyson, leave you fuckers fantasizing nigga
I peal your cap like a safety seal it's all real
My Mack 11's all steel makin' ya'll kneel
And I got platinums on the wall to show for mine
You claim you the hardest you ain't got a damn dime
And where all your fans at?
They buyin' all my CD's off the shelf so they can witness my faces of death
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, Faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
So before they take mine's I'm puttin' Glocks to their throats
Ker-plow! Adams Apple just got hit by a nine-millimeter slug
This all real this ain't no counterfeit
Test these nuts nigga your shell gon' crack and it's gon' take more than
Just a Ouija board to bring your spirit back.
You lead yourself into this confrontation elimination
Of your bodily creation now you just a patient.
A doctor death but not Kevorkian
You can turn the tails but you don't want to see the tails of the scorpion
Faces of war, faces of anger, meet me face to face
This ain't no identity crisis this a mental phase.
A million and one faces I've got to know
'Cause nobody surpass the wrath of Sir Skier the O
AK's, Glocks, with infrared and Techs on my swords for conquest
As they test my faces of death
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, Faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
Me muggin' is how I set them up
A smirky-wicked-twisted grin suspicion alone just shuts them up.
Confusion arouses their brain like pussy do
'Cause they don't know what I can do to them or their pussy crew
I should tell them to recognize like Sam Snead but I got so many faces
It's a warning they just couldn't heed
It gets greater later but not for haters
I snuff them like Space Invaders call me player hater assassinator
Damn these niggas make my trigger finger inch.
Fuckin' with these menace to society makes me click shit
I gave triggers to niggas with no hearts
Turn niggas into stars and player haters into marks nigga
Don't you know its my debut and I can break you
The same track you used to conversate to can turn around and fade you
My production style is too complex
Music to me is sex and that's just one of my
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
My dialect breaks necks, watch me shatter niggas like glass, switch up
Faces jump in my shit and haul ass
You damn right I got an attitude problem
My personalities switch with every click like a revolver nigga
You playin' Russian Roulette with your life
Fuck your wife she ain't a widow nigga I still fuck her every night.
You niggas got beef for 100% USDA sirloin steak
And you niggas fina get ate up, wait up
This bullshit got my blood pressure rising
Knocking you out like Tyson, leave you fuckers fantasizing nigga
I peal your cap like a safety seal it's all real
My Mack 11's all steel makin' ya'll kneel
And I got platinums on the wall to show for mine
You claim you the hardest you ain't got a damn dime
And where all your fans at?
They buyin' all my CD's off the shelf so they can witness my faces of death
Faces of death, faces of death
Are you scared for your life, motherfucker? (You don't want to see)
Faces of death, Faces of death
Are you scared, motherfucker, for your life? (You don't want to die)
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