Yeah, as always songs can have more than one meaning. But I like the "brotherhood of man" one better because if it was a drughouse, that would just kill me. It's already a sad enough song.
"but five minutes looking in his eyes and we all knew he
was broken pretty bad, so we gave him what we had."
I think maybe it's a bunch of friends that live together and maybe are alcoholics or druggies but maybe not a house that sells drugs.
There is a point in the inevitable downward spiral of meth addiction where concepts like 'friendship', 'home', 'sharing', 'broken', and 'selling' cease to have independent meanings... your whole life, every act, becomes infused with the drug, and the distinctions between "sharing hospitality with friends" and "selling drugs to strangers" are no longer clear.
There is a point in the inevitable downward spiral of meth addiction where concepts like 'friendship', 'home', 'sharing', 'broken', and 'selling' cease to have independent meanings... your whole life, every act, becomes infused with the drug, and the distinctions between "sharing hospitality with friends" and "selling drugs to strangers" are no longer clear.
If you are messed up, and you need friends, and you invite people into your life, you (unavoidably, unless they have seen this before and know to run) mess them up, too. So... do you avoid friends altogether? Or does your...
If you are messed up, and you need friends, and you invite people into your life, you (unavoidably, unless they have seen this before and know to run) mess them up, too. So... do you avoid friends altogether? Or does your need for companionship (or customers, or dealers) require that you make contact? And if you already disgust yourself, what happens when you destroy these people you care about (or at least your relationship with them)? These are the themes of these songs.
Yeah, as always songs can have more than one meaning. But I like the "brotherhood of man" one better because if it was a drughouse, that would just kill me. It's already a sad enough song. "but five minutes looking in his eyes and we all knew he was broken pretty bad, so we gave him what we had." I think maybe it's a bunch of friends that live together and maybe are alcoholics or druggies but maybe not a house that sells drugs.
There is a point in the inevitable downward spiral of meth addiction where concepts like 'friendship', 'home', 'sharing', 'broken', and 'selling' cease to have independent meanings... your whole life, every act, becomes infused with the drug, and the distinctions between "sharing hospitality with friends" and "selling drugs to strangers" are no longer clear.
There is a point in the inevitable downward spiral of meth addiction where concepts like 'friendship', 'home', 'sharing', 'broken', and 'selling' cease to have independent meanings... your whole life, every act, becomes infused with the drug, and the distinctions between "sharing hospitality with friends" and "selling drugs to strangers" are no longer clear.
If you are messed up, and you need friends, and you invite people into your life, you (unavoidably, unless they have seen this before and know to run) mess them up, too. So... do you avoid friends altogether? Or does your...
If you are messed up, and you need friends, and you invite people into your life, you (unavoidably, unless they have seen this before and know to run) mess them up, too. So... do you avoid friends altogether? Or does your need for companionship (or customers, or dealers) require that you make contact? And if you already disgust yourself, what happens when you destroy these people you care about (or at least your relationship with them)? These are the themes of these songs.