Lyrics meanings

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His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things, rotting fast, in their sleep
Oh, the dead

Twenty-seven people
Even more, they were boys
With their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God

Are you one of them?

He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed
He kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a slight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth

And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid

*moves to The Lounge*

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Originally Posted by Levian

*moves to The Lounge*

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thanks!

On topic: so, anyone?

Uh...a murderer? :O And he abuses them sexually wearing make-up (possibly dressing up as a tranny or something) before killing them and stuffing them under his front porch. He's gay, though, so all his victims are guys with summer jobs. His parents are freaks so he...well, he goes a bit insane one summer. And he's like Fred West.

AMIRITE. :excited:

edit: and holy smurf, you're...just like him??!?!

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Originally Posted by Resha

Uh...a murderer? :O And he abuses them sexually wearing make-up (possibly dressing up as a tranny or something) before killing them and stuffing them under his front porch. He's gay, though, so all his victims are guys with summer jobs. His parents are freaks so he...well, he goes a bit insane one summer. And he's like Fred West.

AMIRITE. :excited:

edit: and holy smurf, you're...just like him??!?!

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btw it's a sufjan song, and you are suppose to post lyrics after!

edit: I fail.

Oh right. (Was I right, though?! And which Sufjan song?!)

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Come in, come in
Come into my world I've got to show
Show show you
Come into my bed
I've got to know
Know know you

I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool

Floaters in my eyes
Wake up in an hotel room
Cigarettes and lies
I am a child, it's too soon

I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool

A little bag of cocaine
A little bag of cocaine
So who's the girl wearing my dress
I figured out her number
Inside a paper napkin
But I don't know her address I wade downstairs

The porter smiles to me a smile
I've bought
With a couple of gold coins
A sign that I've been caught

I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend
Dear dear friend, dear dear friend...

A little bag of cocaine
A little bag of cocaine
So who's the girl wearing my dress
I figured out her number
Inside a paper napkin
But I don't know her address

Come in, come in
Come into my world I've got to show
Show show you
Come into my bed
I've got to know
Know know you

I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my dear
Will never be my dear, dear friend
Dear dear friend, dear dear friend...

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ALL SYSTEMS GO.

john wayne gacy jr. (spelling)

i have no idea, something about sleeping and dreaming and possibly not wanting to wake up, but having to and...never being someones "someone"..

i suck at this i was hoping to avoid actually answering.

I think lolfag

I think it's about a girl who wants to have a partner or a lover, but her daemons keep pushing people away from her in the end.

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This chord
This water
This son
This daughter
This day
This time
This land
It's all mine

This Calling Bell
This Forge Bell
This Dark Bell
This The Knife Bell
This calling
This burden
This falling
The world's turning

This What I thought I knew
This What I thought was true
This I understood
This In the deep wood
This Ah there I stood a child so fair
This On a certain square
This Down the dirty stairs
This To see the table set
This With golden chairs
This Ah to follow, follow, follow, follow there

This race
And this world
This feeling
And this girl
This revolver
This fire
This I'll hold it up higher, higher, high

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