Talk to a Friend

This song to me is about an internal conversation someone is having about regrets & heartache they have gone through & how they have beat themselves up about it (adding insult to injury). They realize they are taking it all out on themselves & they need to stop due to how destructive it has become.

as a schizophrenic with heart complications i get this song some friends know some don't but I have my hidden health secrets that only my dog knows

Short version: it\'s about two friends having a phone conversation regarding one\'s struggling cocaine addiction, and how the depressive self-deprecating thoughts push him to do more cocaine to feel better and they\'re stuck in a cycle.\n\nIn-depth: Vocalist is calling a friend (I just called to see how you’re doing) to admit their cocaine addiction (When the lines the razor blade made are faded) has ruined their relationship (I had a good thing but I blew it\nIt wasn’t her fault and she knew it). The addiction has gotten so bad it\'s now affecting his cognitive thinking (Is there really any hope for me\nIf a simple conversation’s complicated).\nHis friend replies; (Though there’s bound to be some things that you ain’t told me, I could never be ashamed of you homie)\nChorus is him telling his friend on the phone the things he says to himself he\'d never tell a friend because they\'re so hurtful.\nContinues by telling his friend to step inside to his confession, more or less get a feel of what he\'s going through.\nLets his resentment towards himself turn into depression, then continues to self deprecate while doing another five lines of cocaine.\n(I let resentment turn into a deep depression, I spend the next five lines asking bad questions)\nAsks if he dies would he go to heaven (If my body goes limp would I float to the surface?)\nUnsure of himself if he\'ll be able to change at all (How could I change when I’m still the same person?)\nOutro is pretty much as the lyrics are, he\'s stuck in a circle of being depressed, doing cocaine to cope with it, becoming depressed realizing that\'s how he\'s coping, does more cocaine to combat that feeling and is stuck in a loop and can\'t get out.\n\nDrugs are bad, man.