Short Version: A serial stalker/rapist getting his fix by killing another victim.
Long Version:
I wanna dance, I wanna dance
I wanna dance with a black woman
He's chosen his victim. A pretty black woman.
I wanna still, I wanna still
I wanna still my mind
His mind is unstable and gives off the notion that he suffers mentally and perhaps emotionally.
And I wanna chance, I wanna chance
I want another chance
He's had a relationship with someone like his intended victim before. Whether its looks or something else that compares his previous victim to the current one is unknown.
To distill
To distill that time
Stuck reliving the memories he had of the first victim.
And I wanna write, I wanna write
I wanna write to someone so true
Love letters that are probably extremely overbearing and involving make-believe scenarios, from his interpretation of who the victim is.
I wanna wake, I wanna wake
I wanna wake from hot dreams
Hot dreams of you
Oh hot dreams
His fantasies. Hot dreams themselves could be taken as sexual or deviant but in this instance, I almost take these lyrics literally imagining the stalker to literally wake drenched in sweat excited to be fantasizing about his soon to be victim.
I wanna rise, I wanna rise
I wanna rise up beside you
Could be literal of him appearing next to her or could be more fantasy of him with her.
I want to be, I want to be
I want to be a champion in your eyes
Pure delusion at this point. He put's this woman on a pedestal and is attempting to be her champion, her man, even though there is nothing there to admit that.
And I wanna follow through, follow through
On all my promises and threats to you babe
Kind of blatant. His letters have probably had threats of killing her or raping her probably worded well and he wants to make good on those... "promises and threats".
Hot streams, hot streams
Will fork and divide, fork and divide
Purely up for interpretation but it sounds like hot streams are his penis (and semen) and fork and divide, is her struggling against the rape because of the violence of the moment.
I wanna take, I wanna take
I wanna take, take all of your air
He kills her. Makes her stop.
I wanna find, I wanna find
I wanna find another day dream, another nightmare
His victim is gone, and he's already thinking of the next one. His next fantasy.
I wanna lie, I wanna lie
I wanna lie, lie me down in your stream
Interpretive, but I think there may have been blood at some point once she was dead. Maybe dismemberment maybe blood is coming from the wound in which he either stabbed her, slit her throat, or shot her.
I wanna wake, I wanna wake
I wanna wake from hot dreams
I wanna wake from hot dreams of you babe
The fantasy is ended. Almost conjectural, he's confronted with knowing that these "hot dreams" are not real though his actions are.
Short Version: A serial stalker/rapist getting his fix by killing another victim.
Long Version:
I wanna dance, I wanna dance I wanna dance with a black woman
I wanna still, I wanna still I wanna still my mind
And I wanna chance, I wanna chance I want another chance
To distill To distill that time
And I wanna write, I wanna write I wanna write to someone so true
I wanna wake, I wanna wake I wanna wake from hot dreams Hot dreams of you Oh hot dreams
I wanna rise, I wanna rise I wanna rise up beside you
I want to be, I want to be I want to be a champion in your eyes
And I wanna follow through, follow through On all my promises and threats to you babe
Hot streams, hot streams Will fork and divide, fork and divide
I wanna take, I wanna take I wanna take, take all of your air
I wanna find, I wanna find I wanna find another day dream, another nightmare
I wanna lie, I wanna lie I wanna lie, lie me down in your stream
I wanna wake, I wanna wake I wanna wake from hot dreams
I wanna wake from hot dreams of you babe