I promise you, this song is 100% about Heroine and the feelings that precede and demands its usage. The opening line, the feeling of being born out of place, and that others feel a part of. ‘They’ won’t give it up? The resentment and anger that you’ve been deliberately excluded by an uncaring world. So I’m standing at the worlds edge-outside the circle of humanity.
I’m tying to break in. Maybe I can join this world of human support and warmth. Isn’t that what him and Bowie were doing in Berlin?
Oh the sight of it all makes me sad and ill? A remembrance of the way most(not all) but most heroine addicts see the world even before the first usage. A confusing mass of unloving, cold and hostile people. This is what Heroine treats…and with out it and seen thru those eyes, it really is a sad and sickening sight. And THAT’S when I want, some weird sin. It is a weird sin. And considering the price it eventually demands, it is a dumb weird sin.
Things get to straight-is simply normal life, which is unbearable. In the movie Drugstore Cowboy it’s attempted to be described to a normal person why even after being physically separated for even long periods of time, why would anyone return to it? Something like “one day the pressure of having to tie your shoes is just too much “.
Stuck on a pin? Like a butterfly, pierced and exposed and unprotected.
And after all this building pressure? Just a little relief, for awhile anyway. Head on a ledge? Nodding out…temporarily treated, relived and relaxed. One of the only privileges that come to you- out on the edge .
Sorry so long, but so brilliant in its simplicity, not so easy to describe. If you disagree, perhaps because you have not felt this way, I’m happy for you, be glad
I promise you, this song is 100% about Heroine and the feelings that precede and demands its usage. The opening line, the feeling of being born out of place, and that others feel a part of. ‘They’ won’t give it up? The resentment and anger that you’ve been deliberately excluded by an uncaring world. So I’m standing at the worlds edge-outside the circle of humanity. I’m tying to break in. Maybe I can join this world of human support and warmth. Isn’t that what him and Bowie were doing in Berlin? Oh the sight of it all makes me sad and ill? A remembrance of the way most(not all) but most heroine addicts see the world even before the first usage. A confusing mass of unloving, cold and hostile people. This is what Heroine treats…and with out it and seen thru those eyes, it really is a sad and sickening sight. And THAT’S when I want, some weird sin. It is a weird sin. And considering the price it eventually demands, it is a dumb weird sin. Things get to straight-is simply normal life, which is unbearable. In the movie Drugstore Cowboy it’s attempted to be described to a normal person why even after being physically separated for even long periods of time, why would anyone return to it? Something like “one day the pressure of having to tie your shoes is just too much “. Stuck on a pin? Like a butterfly, pierced and exposed and unprotected. And after all this building pressure? Just a little relief, for awhile anyway. Head on a ledge? Nodding out…temporarily treated, relived and relaxed. One of the only privileges that come to you- out on the edge . Sorry so long, but so brilliant in its simplicity, not so easy to describe. If you disagree, perhaps because you have not felt this way, I’m happy for you, be glad