In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
Easter Sunday and she's dressed in black
Pez machine in hand, riding a BMX
Running barefoot through the graveyard, drawing pentagrams on tombstones
Her bloodbath visions are for him, not me
And I'm just living in your house
Sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
Two thousand freaks stabbed into my back
Well there are certain words I won't ever believe again
Is that all it means to you? A little push and a little screw?
Smoke it down to the last match, there's nothing here worth left to say
And I'm just living in your house
Sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
I'm just living in your house
Sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
Dear succubus, I miss you more than the rest
But there's a little bit less divide each time I look back
In the eve's of your attic, I know how to haunt
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
And I'm just living in your house
Just sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
I'm just living in your house
Just sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves, dead rats
Shallow graves, dead rats
Shallow graves, dead rats
I like the dark clouds the best
Pez machine in hand, riding a BMX
Running barefoot through the graveyard, drawing pentagrams on tombstones
Her bloodbath visions are for him, not me
And I'm just living in your house
Sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
Two thousand freaks stabbed into my back
Well there are certain words I won't ever believe again
Is that all it means to you? A little push and a little screw?
Smoke it down to the last match, there's nothing here worth left to say
And I'm just living in your house
Sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
I'm just living in your house
Sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
Dear succubus, I miss you more than the rest
But there's a little bit less divide each time I look back
In the eve's of your attic, I know how to haunt
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
And I'm just living in your house
Just sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
I'm just living in your house
Just sleeping in your bed
It was a nice dream, but it was a naive fucking fantasy
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves for all dead rats, I like the dark clouds the best
Shallow graves, dead rats
Shallow graves, dead rats
Shallow graves, dead rats
I like the dark clouds the best
Lyrics submitted by baleu, edited by soft110467
Dead Rats Lyrics as written by Thomas James Gabel Adam David Willard
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
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