So obvious. Ther person is an addict and hates themselves and wants to stop. Looks in the mirror and can see what’s become of them so clearly and can’t make the image of the ugly user go away. They want to be clean for the singer but they don’t want to think about what they’ve become. So they shoot up and lay down and now they’re bleeding from the injection (or twenty tried if they blown their veins and then there’s blood everywhere). But they relax and finally hit the vein and can lay back and watch as all the pain and self hate goes away. They aren’t dying they are nodding off after getting a taste and the world is suddenly better and ok.
Then they call the singer and he comes cos they say they want to stop and they are sorry and they ask to take them to the dr so they can go on Methadone or bup instead.
Their dr is basically their priest keeping them from the hell that is heroin addiction. They swear they aren’t on anything now- like they always swear. But singer can tell-but look what they’ve taken they laugh as they lie through their teeth. When an addict mouth is moving they are lying. To themselves as well.
They keep swearing to stop so he comes after swearing to himself not again. He tries to help but then they relapse again. He can tell by the look in their eyes they are high again and again swears he won’t come next time they call cos he can’t keep helping and be in their life and watch as they kill themselves by what they do. He won’t stand around and watch them die.
So he leaves.
Then they see the destroyed skeleton in the mirror and can’t be much clearer they are fucked. They don’t want to call. They don’t want to live. So they shoot up again and lay back while still bleeding probably with the needle still in their arm and watch as the pain goes away.
Now at the end I kind of think they might have odes this time and died. But maybe not maybe just a continuous cycle. Until that is the end eventually.
Their only hope is to let the dr save their life and believe in them like a priest to save their life with Methadone or bup cos they are too fucked to just stop. But they keep being high whenever he comes over to take them and then can’t be bothered cos they aren’t in pain that moment.
This is basically so many people’s lives. He’s lucky he didn’t become her or join her.
So obvious. Ther person is an addict and hates themselves and wants to stop. Looks in the mirror and can see what’s become of them so clearly and can’t make the image of the ugly user go away. They want to be clean for the singer but they don’t want to think about what they’ve become. So they shoot up and lay down and now they’re bleeding from the injection (or twenty tried if they blown their veins and then there’s blood everywhere). But they relax and finally hit the vein and can lay back and watch as all the pain and self hate goes away. They aren’t dying they are nodding off after getting a taste and the world is suddenly better and ok. Then they call the singer and he comes cos they say they want to stop and they are sorry and they ask to take them to the dr so they can go on Methadone or bup instead. Their dr is basically their priest keeping them from the hell that is heroin addiction. They swear they aren’t on anything now- like they always swear. But singer can tell-but look what they’ve taken they laugh as they lie through their teeth. When an addict mouth is moving they are lying. To themselves as well. They keep swearing to stop so he comes after swearing to himself not again. He tries to help but then they relapse again. He can tell by the look in their eyes they are high again and again swears he won’t come next time they call cos he can’t keep helping and be in their life and watch as they kill themselves by what they do. He won’t stand around and watch them die. So he leaves. Then they see the destroyed skeleton in the mirror and can’t be much clearer they are fucked. They don’t want to call. They don’t want to live. So they shoot up again and lay back while still bleeding probably with the needle still in their arm and watch as the pain goes away. Now at the end I kind of think they might have odes this time and died. But maybe not maybe just a continuous cycle. Until that is the end eventually. Their only hope is to let the dr save their life and believe in them like a priest to save their life with Methadone or bup cos they are too fucked to just stop. But they keep being high whenever he comes over to take them and then can’t be bothered cos they aren’t in pain that moment. This is basically so many people’s lives. He’s lucky he didn’t become her or join her.