Change my attempt, good intentions
Crouched over, you were not there, living in fear
But signs were not really that scarce, obvious tears
But I will not hide you through this, I want you to help them
Please see the bleeding heart perched on my shirt
Die, withdraw, hide in cold sweat, quivering lips
Ignore remorse, naming a kid, living wasteland
This time you've tried all that you can, turning you red
Change my attempt, good intentions
Should I?
Could I?
Here we are with your obsession
Should I?
Could I?
Crowned, hopeless, the article read, "Living Wasteland"
This time you've tried all that you can, turning you red
But I will not hide you through this
I want you to help
Change my attempt, good intentions
Should I?
Could I?
Here we are with your obsession
Should I?
Could I?
Heave the silver, hollow sliver
Piercing through another victim
Turn and tremble, be judgmental
Ignorant to all the symbols
Blind the face with beauty paste
Eventually, you'll one day know
Change my attempt, good intentions
Limbs tied
Skin tight
Self inflicted his perdition
Should I?
Could I?
Change my attempt, good intentions
Should I?
Could I?
Should I?
Could I?
Crouched over, you were not there, living in fear
But signs were not really that scarce, obvious tears
But I will not hide you through this, I want you to help them
Please see the bleeding heart perched on my shirt
Die, withdraw, hide in cold sweat, quivering lips
Ignore remorse, naming a kid, living wasteland
This time you've tried all that you can, turning you red
Change my attempt, good intentions
Should I?
Could I?
Here we are with your obsession
Should I?
Could I?
Crowned, hopeless, the article read, "Living Wasteland"
This time you've tried all that you can, turning you red
But I will not hide you through this
I want you to help
Change my attempt, good intentions
Should I?
Could I?
Here we are with your obsession
Should I?
Could I?
Heave the silver, hollow sliver
Piercing through another victim
Turn and tremble, be judgmental
Ignorant to all the symbols
Blind the face with beauty paste
Eventually, you'll one day know
Change my attempt, good intentions
Limbs tied
Skin tight
Self inflicted his perdition
Should I?
Could I?
Change my attempt, good intentions
Should I?
Could I?
Should I?
Could I?
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"TIM: Cool. Can you tell me a little bit about the video-making process that I know you guys recently did for "Wasteland?"
JESSE: Yeah, the first time around.We've been asked many times why did we do it over. The first time around we had less of a budget and it was just trying to get a video done and it didn't really represent the song the way we wanted it to. And, then we met up with Kevin Kerslake the second time around. He's done a bunch of Nirvana videos, Chili Peppers videos, Stone Temple Pilots videos. He's a great guy. He really has good vision. We explained to him what the content of the song was about. Which, is life and overcoming struggles and adversities and to make it through life as part of the growing process. And, we came to the conclusion that instead of showing teenage angst or the very typical cliché American video, we wanted to show the U.S. social awareness of the struggles that other countries go through - that other people go through and how easy we have it compared to their lives."
Where he says "We explained to him what the content of the song was about. Which, is life and overcoming struggles and adversities and to make it through life as part of the growing process.", that answers it right there.
For almost 2 years i was a heroin addict, i was miserable, often going through withdrawls, almost died a few times, i cannot describe in words the pain and suffering ive felt....but this song does. To me this song describes the struggle i had inside me in order to quit.....i have been clean for 3 months now....and it seems the words fit perfectly
This song describes the withdrawl......how badly i needed someones help........how many times i asked myself if im strong enough.....the last verse describes the act of shooting up....and ends with "limbs tied....skin tight"
I know not too many people know about heroin and its withdrawl, or the sickness, but i believe its so important to be aware of, its not like any other drug, when ur sick u feel like you need it to live, like air or water..... Also the term wasteland is often used to describe a heroin addict.
I hope you are still in recovery. And if you are not, know it is never too late to get a hold on your self again friend.
I love you.
*withdrawal symptoms
Living in fear
*drug paranoia
But signs were not really that scarce
*holes in the arms, bags under eyes
But I will not
Hide you through this
I want you to help
And please see
The bleeding heart perched on my shirt
*this is basically saying that the writer will not do the work, the addict has to help, but the writer does care
withdraw
Hide in cold sweat
Quivering lips
*obvious "withdraw"al symptoms
Ignore remorse
*still wanting more (probably heroine), though it has done this to you
Crowned hopeless
The article read living wasteland
*much more likely to be an article about drugs than this specific person
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Piercing through another victim
*injecting heroine
Turn and tremble be judgmental
Ignorant to all the symbols
*once again (tremble, cold sweat, quiver) withdrawal and abuse signs
Blind the face with beauty paste
*this is confusing, but i think it means that the abuser is giving everything "beauty" and blinding the true individual beauty in the "face"
Limbs tied, skin tight
*simply refering to a preparation for doing heroine
Self inflicted his perdition
*abuser brought this hell upon himself, obviously
-Jess Hasek