Who was the Two Headed Boy?

Who was the Two Headed Boy?

me

We are the Two Headed Boy...

my gf

A boy and his dick in holy matrimony

My neighbour

Two headed boy
All floating in glass
The sun it has passed
Now it's blacker than black
I can hear as you tap on your jar
I am listening to hear where you are
I am listening to hear where you are

Two headed boy
Put on sunday shoes
And dance round the room to accordion keys
With the needle that sings in your heart
Catching signals that sound in the dark
Catching signals that sound in the dark
We will take off our clothes
And they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine
And when all is breaking
Everything that you could keep inside
Now your eyes ain't moving
Now they just lay there in their climb

Two headed boy
With pulleys and weights
Creating a radio played just for two
In the parlor with a moon across her face
And through the music he sweetly displays
Silver speakers that sparkle all day
Made for his lover who's floating and choking with her hands across her face
And in the dark we will take off our clothes
And they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine

Two headed boy
There is no reason to grieve
The world that you need is wrapped in gold silver sleeves
Left beneath christmas trees in the snow
And I will take you and leave you alone
Watching spirals of white softly flow
Over your eyelids and all you did
Will wait until the point when you let go

I think it's Peter Van Pels and Peter Schiff, two of Anne Frank's objects of affection who at one point in her diary she said had become "one in the same" in her mind.
>brother see we are one in the same

Either that or that's just the kind of conclusion you can draw when reading too far into something that actually doesn't mean anything at all, or Jeff's songwriting is paranormal in that he writes things that mean something without even knowing it.

For instance

>all when I'd want to keep white roses in their eyes

The White Rose were an anti-nazi resistance movement that operated in war time Germany, but apparently Jeff wasn't even aware of this when he wrote Holland, 1945.

Jeff and his brother (who died)

Janus the god of transition

This guy that lives over by the docks in a cardboard shed. He taps on a jar and dances to accordian music for money..

Also hes got a large deformed growth on his neck...we called him the two headed joe

Sometimes i put this album on...and wonder if hes still there

Tappin on that jar

Maybe it was us all along…

it was...it was you...

damn...

DAmn....

me

Obviously a vinyl record

He means OP likes to put two cocks in his mouth.

>haha I called OP a faggot

Daddy please hear this song that I sing
In your heart there's a spark that just screams
For a lover to bring a child to your chest that could lay as you sleep
And love all you have left like your boy used to be
Long ago wrapped in sheets warm and wet

Blister please with those wings in your spine
Love to be with a brother of mine
How he'd love to find your tongue in his teeth
In a struggle to find secret songs that you keep wrapped in boxes so tight
Sounding only at night as you sleep

And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying,
As your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet,
Rings of flowers 'round your eyes
And Ill love you for the rest of your life when you're ready

Brother see we are one in the same
And you left with your head filled with flames
And you watched as your brains fell out through your teeth
Push the pieces in place
Make your smile sweet to see
Don't you take this away
I'm still wanting my face on your cheek

And when we break we'll wait for our miracle
God is a place where some holy spectacle lies
When we break we'll wait for our miracle
God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life

Two headed boy she is all you could need
She will feed you tomatoes and radio wires
And retire to sheets safe and clean
But don't hate her when she gets up to leave

Jeff is so kino the entire history of the universe is hidden within his subconscious.

eh dee dee dee dee dee deeeeeeeeee...

Wrong.

I heard one person say it was about a vinyl player

He would be wrong

Who

Who what?

hi welcome to Sup Forums

Who then

Who is 2 head boy

>they think ITAOTS is about any one individual

here, when did i every say that

I didn't say otherwise
What do you mean?
He's a character, a literal two headed boy, who is the last remaining being in existence after the end of the world. He is a souvenir for whatever the supreme being is, so he is trapped in a jar. To dull the pain of his impending death, he thinks of his happy memories, which keep him alive-- specifically of building a radio for his girlfriend. His final thoughts are of Christmas, and hopefully his spirit goes onto a better existence, possibly reborn, which is the theme of the album.

It's obviously Jeff himself, who after sending his consciousness back in time in some sort of time machine to save Anne, reincarnates himself inside her mother's womb with her and realises he fucked up because now there's two of them and their bodies are melding together. He sends Anne's embryonic consciousness back to Pepito Arriola's body and is eventually born as one part of deformed conjoined twins, one male one female. In the experimental surgery to detach them he is doomed because he doesn't have much of a spine or organs to speak of, and 'don't hate her when she gets up to leave' refers to his sister leaving the operating table as he dies and she lives- certainly doomed to the same fate as Anne Frank but through his experiences he has come to realise that even a fourteen year sliver of life is better than no life at all.

No, stop this.

This is the most retarded interpretation I've ever read.

Motherfucker I took fourteen tabs of acid and crawled inside a dead sheep I found on my farm to come to this realisation fucker I did my research and you can bet your illiterate fan theory that I would have built a time machine if it were physically possible you silly cunt I am a professional method listener I spent four nights in that cold sheep womb listening to the album on repeat through silver speakers son I think my spiritual journey bore more fruit than your infantile casual listen through your Beats [TM] by Dre with the bass turned up to nine point five mate you need to step up your game if you ever want to be patrician like me you reprobate

Jeff's own explanation is retarded?

OK

>I did my research
Where'd you look?

>He doesn't believe in the death of the author

WEW LAD, must be hard reading Harry Potter now that Rowling has retconned everyone into a giant faggot.

If that's true, I lost some respect for him.

It was the potato all along

>he still believes in death of the author

Are you also a gay failed novelist with daddy issues?

>implying Jeff has any comprehension of his own power level

See

He's right though. The author's interpretetion or meaning doesn't matter at all. Once it's been written, the lyrics live by themselves, allowing interpretation from the readers.

>He's right though
He's not. You haven't read much critical theory have you?
>Once it's been written, the lyrics live by themselves
>ignoring context is OK!

Sounds like you have no compensation at all

See

Reminder that people who believe in Death of the Author are actual retards.

It's meant to represent the duality of a tambourine head and a potato head

>Jeff's own explanation
Source?

Interviews with Jeff