songs about addiction/recovery




Cast the calming apple
Up and over satellites
To draw out the timid wild one
To convince you it's alright
And I listen for the whisper
Of your sweet insanity while I formulate
Denials of your affect on me

You're a stranger
So what do I care
You vanish today
Not the first time I hear
All the lies

What am I to do with all this silence
Shy away, shy away phantom
Run away terrified child
Won't you move away you fucking tornado
I'm better off without
Tearing my will down




I like to think this song is about addiction. It's probably about a toxic relationship. But hey.... same thing in a way right?
 
^ yep ;)...same difference, from my perspective, also.
Sweet resonance, heard it firstly, by someone who posted it on here.

 


This song has always been about heroin for me. The lyrics really make it about heroin, to me. Describes heroin addiction perfectly.... the lyrics SCREAM heroin addiction! Maynard has talked about how this song is about the difficulty of making a choice... I've also read this song might be about his song (middle name H.) and the difficulties of being a father and not wanting to become his own father. Tool is the type of band to make a song about heroin and veil it in the disguise of abstractness like that... so, yeah. To me, it's certainly about heroin.

Heroin... considerately killing you, gently... and you don't mind at all.... such a perfect way to describe heroin.



What's coming through is alive
What's holding up is a mirror
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine
They're both totally void of hate
But killing me just the same
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again
Considerately
Venomous voice, tempts me
Drains me, bleeds me
Leaves me cracked and empty
Drags me down like some sweet gravity
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again
And I feel this coming over like a storm again
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
Without the skin
Beneath the storm
Under these tears
The walls came down
And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times
I could have cried then
I should have cried then
And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
And will die
It's all right
I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
And considerately killing me
 



Well, I've been working on becoming what I am
In this bus terminal bathroom
And these days I dream like I live
Off trash and scammed Greyhound passes
Why don't I take a shower, ya wonder
I guess what I can't smell
I just can't remember
So I'm doing my best to smell just like this basement forever
Forever-er-er-er-er-er
Well, "isn't hitchhiking dead?" they all ask
Not as long as I'm still broke and breathing
And if they don't cut this thumb off my dead fist
Then they can't even stop me by burying me
There ain't nothing like singing your heart out to nobody
As you fall asleep by the side of the road
You know I've never felt quite as free or quite as alone
Or quite as alone
 
yubacity said:
He had shut himself off after his girlfriend died of an overdose. I loved Layne and the day he died I cried like I had lost a family member.He helped me so much during withdrawals and their MTV unplugged and mad season live at the Moore was on repeat.People tried to see him and the bassist for AIC was one of the last people to see him before he died just shut himself of.I am just glad i got to see him perform with AIC his voice the best. People to cheak out bleed the freak and love hate love at the moore to see the power and control of his voice rest in peace layne you lost your battle but still help many others beat theirs
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I cried when Layne died too. That summer I had a bad oxycontin habit and I spend the whole summer nodding and listening to AiC. When I did find out he died I thought to myself, "That could have been me!"
 
Snafu of the Forest said:
I don't know why but listening to him rap about sad shit makes ME sad... he was usually so upbeat... the way he rapped solo made it clear he was troubled....
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"Back on a mission to corrupt human brain waves"

I became obsessed with him when I found him at 16, listened to it all on repeat and his troubles may Have influenced me in not the best way.

Lyrical genius though
 
schizoinfective said:
"Back on a mission to corrupt human brain waves"

I became obsessed with him when I found him at 16, listened to it all on repeat and his troubles may Have influenced me in not the best way.

Lyrical genius though
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personally I was more fascinated with his amazing battle rap performances when I was younger, I could link some, but he was the immediate champion and soon the judge of the scribble jam battle rap sessions...
 
"Not dead, ill be living inside a song, i'll still ride it until the destiny is dead":

"Ill be writing till I'm dead, maybe until I'm alive"
 
HOT TUNA [2011] - Angel of Darkness



What kind of evil baby, I don't want to know
Could poison pure waters, just when they begin to flow
Nothing we did baby, and nothing we said
Could call up the demon, that danced inside your head

Innocent light, trapped in the night
Angel of Darkness
You got it wrong, you don't belong
On the cold streets you roam
Sweet runaway, there's no debt to pay
Angel of Darkness
Find your star, that's who you are, and follow it home

When you were a child baby, you were lost in the wild
With no one to save you, no shelter for your style
Those sworn to protect you baby, they brokered your pain
They nurtured neglect girl, and left you standing in the rain

Innocent light, trapped in the night
Angel of Darkness
You got it wrong, you don't belong
On the cold streets you roam
Sweet runaway, there's no debt to pay
Angel of Darkness
Find your star, that's who you are, and follow it home

Your fate's in your hands darling
So grace it with pride
The color of night
Will fade to the light
You're looking at an angel's ride

Innocent light, trapped in the night
Angel of Darkness
You got it wrong, you don't belong
On the cold streets you roam
Sweet runaway, there's no debt to pay
Angel of Darkness
Find your star, that's who you are, and follow it home

Find your star, that's who you are, and follow it home

2011
 
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Have you kissed the ground
In service of the needles
Forgotten face Found tucked away
And vacuum black
This ghost has been with you
All along
My voice is lost, inherently violent we already made our casket stand
Trust when you’re dead
You wanted it so bad you didn't see how fucked it was
All the pulses were a line
Anesthetize you waste away
In the city you wept a grave
Decay
Drilled to the chest
The amulet receives our
Forgotten face
And in its place
The mirror scar
Has grown and lost its feel long ago
My voice is lost, inherently violent we already made our casket stand
Trust when you’re dead
You wanted it so bad you didn't see how fucked it was
All the pulses were a line
Anesthetize you waste away In the city you wept a grave
Decay
You disrupt the phase
We can speak in opposites
Intersected hands decay
(You’re always on your knees on time, always on your way out)
The mirror starts to fade
We out wait the revenant
Intersected eyes
Decay
 
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I caught you knockin' at my cellar door
I love you, baby, can I have some more?
Ooh, ooh, the damage done

I hit the city and I lost my band
I watched the needle take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done

I sing the song because I love the man
I know that some of you don't understand
Milk blood to keep from running out

I've seen the needle and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie's like a settin' sun



-Beautiful song and i'm currently trying to learn to play it. Being an ex junkie this song reminds me of the ones who never made it
 
Alejandro Escovedo - Sister Lost Soul



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