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I'll be hiding in the shadows
I'll be waiting in the dark
To drive this blade
Straight through your heart
I'll drag your body to the car
As blood races down my arm
I think everyone will wonder
Where you are, do you?
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit,
Pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
More than they used to
Dear diary, my teen angst bullshit
Has a body count
I believe its six going on seven now
I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood
With your eyes gouged out
By the work of my thumbs
The scent of your insides
From under the floorboards
The perfect perfume
To settle a score.
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit,
Pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
More than they used to
Pretend to be you,
Your friend will like you
More than they used to
Ride the wings of pestilence
I'll be waiting in the dark
To drive this blade
Straight through your heart
I'll drag your body to the car
As blood races down my arm
I think everyone will wonder
Where you are, do you?
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit,
Pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
More than they used to
Dear diary, my teen angst bullshit
Has a body count
I believe its six going on seven now
I've been dreaming about you
In a pool of your own blood
With your eyes gouged out
By the work of my thumbs
The scent of your insides
From under the floorboards
The perfect perfume
To settle a score.
I'll hide you in my walls
Your body will never be found
I'll wear your skin as a suit,
Pretend to be you
Your friends will like you
More than they used to
Pretend to be you,
Your friend will like you
More than they used to
Ride the wings of pestilence
Lyrics submitted by ThriftWhore
Track duration: 04:21
"Ride the Wings of Pestilence" as written by Derek Alan Bloom, James Darrell Hargrove, Travis Brandon Richter, Jon Weisberg
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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I love the song, nonetheless; no matter how demented it is. ;)
"i'll wear your skin as a suit
pretend to be you
your friends will like you more than they used to"
meaning the bullied child is different from the bully and people will notice the difference and like him more than they used to because he's not bullying.
it's hard to explain but does anyone get what i'm trying to say?
[Hiding behind the shadows, I'll be waiting in the dark, to drive this blade straight through your heart]
...and then assume your identity, where presumably people (i.e., the kids you hang around) like you better.
[I'll hide you in my walls, Your body will never be found, I'll wear your skin as a suit, Pretend to be you, Your friends will like you more than they used to]
And the metaphor is so true too. It eludes to how many normal-looking young kids seemingly fall victim overnight to "teen angst" over and over again...
[Dear diary, My teen angst bullshit has a body count. I believe it's 6 going on 7 now, 7 now]
...totally normal one day, then reinventing themselves as some depressed teen, pretending like they have it hard just so they have an excuse to do stupid stff, like hurt themselves, do drugs, or in general act rebellious. Then the next thng you know, their "new identity" (e.g., reinvented screamo scenester) wastes no time in revelling in the "murder" of their old self.
[I'll be dreaming about you, In a pool of your own blood. With your eyes gouged out, By the work of my thumbs.
The scent of your insides, From under the floor boards. Is the perfect perfume for settling the score.]
And again, especially in their eyes where they go from show to show and see all the same scene kids, the "teen angst" phenomemon probably looks like a plague [pestilence] that spreads through today's youth, and how kids "ride" it, as if were some fun thing and not at all realizing that it's destructive nature.
"From under the floor boards.
Is the perfect perfume for settling the score."
its getting revenge on a person who is a jerk to all the ppl around them. it could be an ex, or even a best friend who stole his girlfriend.
i cant say for sure what Sonny's inspiration for this song was, but i can say that i believe that it is one of the best songs in years. its dark, and macabre, and it draws you in.
it sounds evil, and a little bit hot at the same time.