Duke + Fierdan Singing (Dream Within a Dream)

Hi, I’m going to make this intro real quick. Haha yeah.

I took a nap this afternoon. While I was sleeping, dream me was also sleeping. In the dream I had while dreaming, I listened to Duke and Fierdan singing a song they wrote. Their singing voices were gorgeous and hot as hell. Then dream me woke up from the dream of them singing, and I (dream me lol) started singing what they were singing. Duke and Fierdan were singing something like a combination of rock and rap..? It’s hard to describe, but their singing voices were fire. Their voices are so good, I swear. Their rough singing voices dragging you into their song, even if the words are all nonsense. And then I (dream me) created a blog post in the dream (within a dream) I had. I tried writing down the song lyrics to what I heard Duke and Fierdan singing in my dream, but as the dream (the main one where I, myself, was dreaming lol) continued, the more song lyrics I forgot. That made me a little sad. Anyway, the title of this post is the same post title I put on the blog post I created in my dream. I’m going to try to write down the song lyrics I remember from my dream within a dream. The song was catchy and so freaking good. It’s hard to remember all of the lines, but I’ll try my best. 

The song. Most lyrics are what I remember from the dream within a dream, but I’m filling in some of the small gaps with what I can only guess were the original lyrics. Oh and the lyrics contain profanity. The song can be directed to Stella (Twinkle) or Jack (J___) or maybe someone else entirely. Dream me thought the song was about Stella, but I’m not sure if that’s accurate. Especially since some lyrics sound pretty sexual. So... it’s probably not about her. 

I know this sounds confusing, haha. I’m trying my best to write coherently. :’D 

Ok, ok, ok. It’s song time! ;D <3 

[contains: mentions of blood, suicidal and homicidal thoughts, profanity, mentions of addiction, sexual innuendo]

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Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. 

You’re quite deceiving. You’re badly bleeding. 

What are you doing here? What are you doing here?

Am I the good guy or the bad guy? You get to choose. 

Don’t start a ruse or I’ll tie a noose. 

Don’t get on my bad side. I’m a hero and a villain.

I’ll knock you to the floor and make you begging please.

You’re quite deceiving. You’re barely breathing. 

Why did you come for me? What do you want from me?

There are two sides to every story. 

Let’s make history. We have chemistry. 

I’ll knock you to the floor and make you wanting more. 

Your knees are shaking. Your body’s aching.

Am I the good guy or the bad guy? Make up your mind.

We don’t have much time. I’ll make you mine. 

Why did you come for me? What do you want from me? 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. 

I’m quite deceiving. I’m barely breathing. 

Hold me close. Don’t let go. 

I’ll hold you in a caress. 

Is this true love’s kiss? 

No.

Oh, what are you doing here? Do you know who I am?

You’re a liar if you didn’t expect to play with fire. 

This love’s not easy. The situation’s dire.

You’re badly bleeding. I’m barely breathing.

Honestly, what did you expect from a killer? 

I’ll slay you alive. Tear out your eyes.

I’ll tear your fucking heart out. 

Am I a hero or a villain? Am I the good or bad guy? 

Bitch, make up your mind. I’m sick of waiting. 

Oh, you make me wanna die. 

Tie the noose. Don’t make it too loose. 

I’m a death addict. 

Tell me why you came for me. Tell me why I came for you.

We’re making history. We live together; we die together. 

But you’re an angel and I’m from hell. 

I’m a killer. 

You got me so fucked up. Your love fucked me up. 

There are voices in my head. 

Heal you. Kill you. Fuck you.

I can’t make up my mind.

It’s your time to choose.

By the end of the night, you’ll be begging for more. 

And I’ll leave you wanting more, more, more.

Oh, if only we could hit rewind. 

But you’re badly bleeding. I’m barely breathing.

We’re quite deceiving. 

Are we heroes? Or are we villains? 

I have a broken mind. 

You make me want me to. You want to make me. You want. I want. 

... Fuck! 

What did you do to me? 

I’m on my knees, begging please.

Your grin’s so sinister. 

Bitch, you’re quite deceiving.

I’m badly bleeding. I’m barely breathing.

I’m your bad guy, bad guy, bad guy. 

I’m a death addict. 

Can’t break the habit. 

Tie the noose around my neck.

I’m addicted to death.

Feed my addiction.

Slay me alive. Tear my heart out.

I’m a fucking catastrophe.

And you’re mine to the end of time.

If I go down, we go down together.

Hold me close. Don’t let go. 

My mind is breaking. Your legs are aching.

Can’t think. Can’t blink. Can’t sink.

Oh, you really fucked me up. 

Our love’s a catastrophe.

What did you expect from playing with fire?

Setting ourselves on fire? Being each other’s liar? 

Fake our deaths. Save your breath.

We’re phoenixes, you and I. 

We rise out of the ashes. And we fly, fly, fly.

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh.

We’re quite deceiving. 

We’re badly bleeding. 

We’re barely breathing.

We live as one, die as one. 

I made up my mind.

Hit rewind.

Don’t be shy. 

Get ready to fly. 

Write your story and I’ll write mine.

We’re out of time.

I won’t put up a fight.

Let’s go down in history.

My love, I wish you a good night.

I’m ready to die. Are you?

It’s time to choose.

Good guy? Bad guy? 

Hero? Villain?

You say I’m a category four.

All of the above.

No wonder you keep on begging for more.

We’re both bleeding on the floor.

Love, you made me breathless.

Is this the end? I hear Death’s clock ticking.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

They’re coming. Do you hear them coming?

Hallucinate.

It’s too late. 

Heal me. Kill me. Fuck me.

Alleviate the pain.

I lost the game.

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Damn. That’s fucked up.

The lines containing “deceiving” and “bleeding” and “breathing” actually got stuck in my head after I woke up from my nap. Those lines are so catchy. Well, to me they are. 

The “whoa” parts too. Their voices singing in my dream. Now that’s fire.

And yes, the farther into the song the less sense it has. That’s the point. Duke and Fierdan are my most unstable characters, and they’re broken in so many ways. 

Are they singing about Stella? Jack? Another impulsive relationship? I don’t know anymore. 

Oh yeah. I like to think of Duke and Fierdan being “addicted” to death. Death is their first addiction. Through murder and wanting to die. Homicide and suicide. Death is what they have both craved for such a long time. They reach out for it time and time again. Death and dying give them stability. Which is messed up. Duke and Fierdan are extremely messed up. 

Song explanation to try to unravel their thought patterns: 

Duke/Fierdan (either Duke or Fierdan is the main guy singing) and his lover (whoever that may be) are alone in a wide, empty room. For some reason, I picture it being an empty ballroom in a castle. I don’t even remember why. Just roll with it.

Anyway, his lover is on the floor, bleeding badly and heavily and also has trouble breathing. It looks like he/she is about to die. But Duke/Fierdan’s lover doesn’t die. He calls him/her deceiving because he believes his lover is deceiving him, messing him up, affecting his thoughts. He can’t think clearly. He also asks his lover why he/she came for him and his/her reasons for staying. Since he’s so mentally unstable and is, well, a killer. Then he feels like he’s deceiving his lover as well as himself. And Duke/Fierdan is so lost in his thoughts that he wants his lover to tell him who he is: good guy, bad guy, hero, villain. 

Then comes the, uh... unsafe thoughts: wanting to kill himself, wanting someone to kill him, wanting to kill someone, believing his “badly bleeding” and “barely breathing” lover attacked him and now he’s caught up in the idea that he’s also bleeding and can’t breathe and is also about to die... and finally, wanting to fuck. I think those are all of the... unsafe thoughts.

By “begging for more” and “wanting more” the implications are sexual. Like, ahem, it’s about sex. Which makes it be more like a song sung by Fierdan about Jack or someone else he gets... physically intimate with. Anyway, those two can be so damn horny. They’re both very sexual. I can’t help it, that’s just how they are, and I can’t relate but I just know they just wanna fuck. At the same time, I’m sex repulsed, and this looks like I’m crazy and not making any sense. But I swear, I do not control my characters. These bastards are uncontrollable. 

But those lines can also be about how his lover wants “more” time to make up his/her mind on what they think of Duke/Fierdan. Is he a good or bad guy? Is he a hero or villain? It’s hard to think one way about someone you’re deeply in love with but also know is a killer who could easily turn on you and want to kill you. Like... honey, this shit isn’t easy. They have until the end of the night to decide whether he’s a good or bad guy and a hero or villain. Why is that the time limit? I don’t know, ask Duke and Fierdan. They were the ones singing about that in my dream within a dream. Haha, what the fuck. 

“They’re coming. Do you hear them coming?” Ok we get it. You’re going mad (aka crazy), Duke and Fierdan. We know. Is it about Death coming and Duke/Fierdan believing he’s dying? The time of death is coming— tick, tock, tick, tock. Is his lover also dying? Is that why he asks if his lover can also hear Death’s clock? Or, on a brighter note, did people in the castle find Duke/Fierdan and the lover in the empty ballroom bleeding all over each other and on the floor? Are the people in the castle coming to rescue/save them or are they too late? Are they dying or can they be healed? Or do the people who found them have intentions on killing Duke/Fierdan and his lover? Who knows? It’s a mystery. Maybe it’s all of the above. Maybe it’s none of the above. What is real? What is fake? Metaphors, metaphors, metaphors. Fierdan is too complex for me to understand. Overthinking will make us all fall into madness. You know what? Fuck you, Duke and Fierdan. Fuck this song. Fuck your voices sounding so vivid and making me know you two better only from appearing in my dreams. Just... fuck. 

*screams into my own personal void* 

@ this post: What the actual fuck! 

Hahaha. Ahahaha. Hahahahaha. 

Bye!