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"
Have this one
Da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Rise)
Half-alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know is on my way
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
"You form a line to formalize the former lies"
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound, and it was sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting for
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With the angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you'll see
The last man standing gets no pity
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Rise)
Half-alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all their common evils
This planet isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know is on my way
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
"You form a line to formalize the former lies"
And I finally saw the truth
Something so profound, and it was sitting there
Surrounded by the garbage and the stains
Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years
But you don't comprehend it
I fight hell and I fight fear
Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults
You try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting for
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Irreverence is my disease
It's secondhand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With the angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you'll see
The last man standing gets no pity
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(No pity)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
(Cut, cut, cut me up, and fuck, fuck, fuck me up)
Lyrics submitted by Farhadirani, edited by AdamArtz, mggt, sinrise, Tundra1234
Custer Lyrics as written by James Root Corey Taylor
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RISE
Half alive and stark raving free and misaligned for encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption Due to the prolific nature of this statement Listener aggression is advised
It's strange, whenever I see a gun I think about just how petty you are And it blows my fucking mind it blows my fucking mind
These days, I never seem to get enough I'm tired of this shit, I want to go home Don't waste my fucking time Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional Gets crushed by common people With jealousy and ignorance And all that common evils
This planet isn't special Collections made of clay I'm waiting for the punishment I know is on my way
Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Irreverence is my disease It's secondhand, but you know me The son of a bitch is on his knees The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall I read the words you form a line to formalize the former lies and i finally saw the truth
Something so profound and it was sitting there Surrounded by the garbage and the stains Another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years But you don't comprehend it I fight hell and I fight fear Because I understand it
Androgyny and insults You try so hard to be difficult You want to win the war? Know what you're fighting for
Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up
Irreverence is my disease It's secondhand, but you know me The son of a bitch is on his knees The last man standing gets no pity
With angel eyes and demon seeds You're missing what you really need When all is said and done, you see The last man standing gets no pity
No pity, no pity, no pity No pity, no pity
Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up Cut, cut, cut me up and Fuck, fuck, fuck me up