Those voices yelling
And the pain is overwhelming
(Cravings/his thoughts telling him to relapse and the pains of withdrawal)
It's a fault line
(The thing he's addicted too is his weakness)
And yeah I'm guessing
That I should be kind of happy
(In a way regardless of the pain he should be happy he's resisting)
It's a fault of mine
With all the tension
You still keep me second guessing
(The feelings of withdrawal make him contemplate weather he should relapse or not)
'Cause I'm so benign
Go on, go on, go
(Voices telling him it's not so bad to relapse and to relapse)
And yeah I know
It's kind of hard to let it go
It's all so asinine
(He knows it's hard to resist and how relapsing is foolish)
Go on, go on, go
We have to figure out
Another way to go
So I can follow, so I can follow
We have to figure out
Another way to go
(He's relapsed and has to figure out a way to resist)
Betray and degrade me now
(He cared about and wanted whatever he relapsed to so much but in return it only aided in his self-destruction thus betraying him and he's self loathing himself for relapsing)
I'll savor how
This emptiness defines you
(He thinks that he'll never overcome his addiction and how his addiction will rule and define him)
And take from this tortured sound
My hands are bound
(He's bound to whatever he's addicted too thus he's a slave who's tortured)
This shallowness confines you
(The thing he's addicted to limits him)
I'm so sick
You make me sick
I'm so sick
You make me sick
(He's knows he's not well and he's hating either himself or whatever he's addicted to)
I'm never the same
(He's not the same person he was previous to the addiction)
I'm never enough
(He's never satisfied for long after he relapses)
There's something dead inside me
(A part of him die's every time he relapses)
The song is about failing to resist addiction.
Those voices yelling And the pain is overwhelming (Cravings/his thoughts telling him to relapse and the pains of withdrawal) It's a fault line (The thing he's addicted too is his weakness) And yeah I'm guessing That I should be kind of happy (In a way regardless of the pain he should be happy he's resisting) It's a fault of mine
With all the tension You still keep me second guessing (The feelings of withdrawal make him contemplate weather he should relapse or not) 'Cause I'm so benign Go on, go on, go (Voices telling him it's not so bad to relapse and to relapse) And yeah I know It's kind of hard to let it go It's all so asinine (He knows it's hard to resist and how relapsing is foolish) Go on, go on, go
We have to figure out Another way to go So I can follow, so I can follow We have to figure out Another way to go (He's relapsed and has to figure out a way to resist)
Betray and degrade me now (He cared about and wanted whatever he relapsed to so much but in return it only aided in his self-destruction thus betraying him and he's self loathing himself for relapsing) I'll savor how This emptiness defines you (He thinks that he'll never overcome his addiction and how his addiction will rule and define him) And take from this tortured sound My hands are bound (He's bound to whatever he's addicted too thus he's a slave who's tortured) This shallowness confines you (The thing he's addicted to limits him)
I'm so sick You make me sick I'm so sick You make me sick (He's knows he's not well and he's hating either himself or whatever he's addicted to)
I'm never the same (He's not the same person he was previous to the addiction) I'm never enough (He's never satisfied for long after he relapses) There's something dead inside me (A part of him die's every time he relapses)