Well. I never thought of anything you guys said. I know what it means to me, though.
My two friends and I took this amazing trip to the UP Michigan and on the way back we were involved in a head-on collision with an SUV; both cars travelling 70mph. It was in my '89 IROC-Z and the safety standards weren't exactly up-to-date. No airbags or ABS. My buddy was driving because I was tired, and I was in the back sleeping; no seatbelt. Anyways, I woke up right before the collision and saw it happen. I blacked out for a bit, and woke up telling myself not to open my eyes because I knew I would be haunted by what I would've seen. I told myself this because I heard nothing from the driver's seat, and I heard my other friend gurgling on what I assumed was blood, struggling to breathe. I couldn't move; I had two broken lumbars, a shattered my pelvis, and a shattered elbow. To top it off, a man and woman ran up to the car and started talking. The woman said, "Oh my god, there's so much blood." The man then said, "Yeah, I don't think this one is going to make it." To make a long story short, I connect with this song on many levels. The bullet removed from my head was my over-confidence. I was living recklessly; thought I was invincible. Pictures on the floor, I think of all the good times with my two friends. The next verse, there was alcohol at the scene of the accident, the guy that hit us was drinking. The next verses remind me about how amazing that trip was. These typed words cannot describe how epic it was; until the accident, that is. Funny thing is, and maybe this is why I feel there's that connection, we were listening to this song when it happened.
Well. I never thought of anything you guys said. I know what it means to me, though.
My two friends and I took this amazing trip to the UP Michigan and on the way back we were involved in a head-on collision with an SUV; both cars travelling 70mph. It was in my '89 IROC-Z and the safety standards weren't exactly up-to-date. No airbags or ABS. My buddy was driving because I was tired, and I was in the back sleeping; no seatbelt. Anyways, I woke up right before the collision and saw it happen. I blacked out for a bit, and woke up telling myself not to open my eyes because I knew I would be haunted by what I would've seen. I told myself this because I heard nothing from the driver's seat, and I heard my other friend gurgling on what I assumed was blood, struggling to breathe. I couldn't move; I had two broken lumbars, a shattered my pelvis, and a shattered elbow. To top it off, a man and woman ran up to the car and started talking. The woman said, "Oh my god, there's so much blood." The man then said, "Yeah, I don't think this one is going to make it." To make a long story short, I connect with this song on many levels. The bullet removed from my head was my over-confidence. I was living recklessly; thought I was invincible. Pictures on the floor, I think of all the good times with my two friends. The next verse, there was alcohol at the scene of the accident, the guy that hit us was drinking. The next verses remind me about how amazing that trip was. These typed words cannot describe how epic it was; until the accident, that is. Funny thing is, and maybe this is why I feel there's that connection, we were listening to this song when it happened.