| Pagoda – Voices Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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The song is about heroin. Talking about cooking up ...watch the open flame Bright light and beautiful orange... Dear god it's calling my name. The next part is in reference to him and his friends waiting around for their friend to get back with the dope, trying to stave-off the sickness. I wasn't born with a silver spoon, that was then but I got one now... this ritual will kill me... It's clear what he is saying... We would wonder what took him so long... did they find his works in his cold dead hand.... "Works"meaning his rig. More to say the least and never would it last, It was the nature of the beast, It meant present, no future, no past... ...again talking about the never ending cycle of addiction. |
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