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One last vein to poke made it too dark to see this
Scenery slips then line up to go in the ground and leave us
So repeat this till I'm sick and I won't feed this
To my little girl who kept me in this world to beat this
As a little kid taught to follow Jesus
Get to the front of the line I'm bein' lead by elitists
So when I speak words that I don't mean
It's like I'm only in a cloud to wonder what serene is
Unable to wake and delete the reasons
Or be the same bed I made up to sleep with demons
Whether sick sane of a pattern repeated
If I spit pain I knew how to relieve it
If at sixteen I had started to treat it
Till my shit change whether or not I would need it
To trace back to the face before the fetus
If the departure was wrong from the gate then she is
Trigger finger itch
The son of a snitch
I'm the rat's favorite son
Last to pal and cut
Slit to bleed the rust
By the last heart I've won
We roll under covers waiting
I've tied off a limb debating
If all of the names forsaken
Spell out what I'm takin'
Watching the skin pop
I would do anything to
Tell you why I've been late to
Fix up my head and escape to
Where I can rest my eyes
The sun says wake up with a beam in my eyes
Clutchin' the bed like she's still by my side part of me died
Even when I prescribed still just to be ostracized
'Cuz she don't really know if she wants to ride or drive
While no nooses long enough to hang my excuses
Whether I'm dead, gun to my head, or reclusive
The end is close almost no need for money
Yet when I wished for death nobody took my life from me
If I cannot see what's right in front of me
And the lights on there still wouldn't be enough to leave
I fixed me when I broke the aggression
But I'm still attracted to my beautiful depression
If I felt emotions I learned to suppress 'em
Till I'm ready to sleep I'll have found a place to rest then
No thanks to angst I learned my lesson
And can erase the face that can't answer the questions
Trigger finger itch the son of a snitch
I'm the rat's favorite son
And by the time I'm back
That heart that beats so black
Let it shine like his gun
We roll under covers waiting
I've tied off a limb debating
If all of the names forsaken
Spell out what I'm taking
Watching the skin pop
Scenery slips then line up to go in the ground and leave us
So repeat this till I'm sick and I won't feed this
To my little girl who kept me in this world to beat this
As a little kid taught to follow Jesus
Get to the front of the line I'm bein' lead by elitists
So when I speak words that I don't mean
It's like I'm only in a cloud to wonder what serene is
Unable to wake and delete the reasons
Or be the same bed I made up to sleep with demons
Whether sick sane of a pattern repeated
If I spit pain I knew how to relieve it
If at sixteen I had started to treat it
Till my shit change whether or not I would need it
To trace back to the face before the fetus
If the departure was wrong from the gate then she is
Trigger finger itch
The son of a snitch
I'm the rat's favorite son
Last to pal and cut
Slit to bleed the rust
By the last heart I've won
We roll under covers waiting
I've tied off a limb debating
If all of the names forsaken
Spell out what I'm takin'
Watching the skin pop
I would do anything to
Tell you why I've been late to
Fix up my head and escape to
Where I can rest my eyes
The sun says wake up with a beam in my eyes
Clutchin' the bed like she's still by my side part of me died
Even when I prescribed still just to be ostracized
'Cuz she don't really know if she wants to ride or drive
While no nooses long enough to hang my excuses
Whether I'm dead, gun to my head, or reclusive
The end is close almost no need for money
Yet when I wished for death nobody took my life from me
If I cannot see what's right in front of me
And the lights on there still wouldn't be enough to leave
I fixed me when I broke the aggression
But I'm still attracted to my beautiful depression
If I felt emotions I learned to suppress 'em
Till I'm ready to sleep I'll have found a place to rest then
No thanks to angst I learned my lesson
And can erase the face that can't answer the questions
Trigger finger itch the son of a snitch
I'm the rat's favorite son
And by the time I'm back
That heart that beats so black
Let it shine like his gun
We roll under covers waiting
I've tied off a limb debating
If all of the names forsaken
Spell out what I'm taking
Watching the skin pop
Lyrics submitted by 1218eighty-two
Track duration: 04:23
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I honestly still think it says that. It sounds like it to me, and it makes more sense with the metaphor he's using.
When he speaks words that he doesn't mean, it's because he isn't "in a cloud" so he doesn't know what serene is at the moment. That's why he speaks words he doesn't mean.
"I'm only in a cloud to wonder what serene is" makes sense on its own, but not with the metaphor.
It doesn't even sound like that to me. It annoys me because every lyric site has it this way, but I still think it's wrong.
Migraine: He is saying "rat's favorite son." In street slang, a snitch is a rat. "This son of a snitch, I'm the rat's favorite son."
Bargs: Nice pickup on the gf thing.
And RJD2's production is phenomenal on this track. Although I feel Polumbo's hook is great also, I find his harmony track behind the hook to be slightly off or something. Regardless, it's one of the best songs on the disc IMHO
he says"Eat what I'm prescribed".
hes saying he takes his pills and hopes it makes things better.
its also not
"part of me died"
it is actually
"pardon me, died"
there hes saying that he made a mistake thinking she is there, because she has died
a little fun fact for you guys: my freind wrote that whole verse. he mailed it to cage years ago. cage sent him back a bunch of legal work to sign. then a few years later, that verse showed up in this song. thats how I know..
"The sun says wake up with a beam in my eyes
Clutchin' the bed like she's still by my side part of me died
Even when I prescribed still just to be ostracized
'Cuz she don't really know if she wants to ride or drive"
I think he's describing his struggle dealing with his girlfriend's death. Listen to "Subtle Art of the Break Up Song"
I interpreted these lines:
"The sun says wake up with a beam in my eyes
Clutchin' the bed like she's still by my side part of me died
Even when I prescribed still just to be ostracized
'Cuz she don't really know if she wants to ride or drive"
As the sun being hope. It's clutching the bed like it's still by his side even though so many bad things have happened to him. Part of him died from the tears of it still lingering even through impossible situations. He prescribed to it--he took it in, but still he was put down by others. It hasn't yet made the decision if it will push him--drive-- or just be by his side as a light at the end of the tunnel.
I might just be reaching, though.
The line "I've tied off a limb debating" Is so real to me, because even though I'm not a herion addict, I have an addiction and I know just how that moment where you're fighting to stay clean but have that voice in your mind pushing you to comit the habit feels. It's sung with such heartbreaking preciseness.
It sounds obvious that he is singing about Cage and his father in the first lines.
"Trigger finger itch
The son of a snitch
I'm the rat's favorite son"