Ween – The Rift

”There’s a rift out in space, and it could be the door, but you know I’m not sure.
If you go through the rift to the palace of ice – might it be nice – is it, paradise.
I’m the commander of time in my vessel of God – I go through the rift to the palace of ice.
We may never come back from the palace of ice because the rift is a door.”

Melko hapokasta.

The Used – Choke Me

”for awhile i was cleaner than now
then i started to destroy myself
with things that i love now the things that i hate
until it finally broke me”

Öh, jollain tapaa tämä huumeista kertoo, kait.

U2 – Wire

”Innocent, and in a sense I am
Guilty of the crime that’s now in hand
Such a nice day
Throw your life away
Such a nice day
Let it go”

Huumeista ja riippuvuudestahan tämä.

James Taylor – A Junkie’s Lament

”Ricky’s been kicking the gong
Lickety split didn’t take too long
A junkie’s sick
A monkey’s strong
That’s what’s wrong

Well, I guess he’s been messing around downtown
So sad to see the man losing ground
Winding down behind closed doors
On all fours”

Eiköhän tässä ole kyse huumeiden käytöstä ja addiktiosta.

Stone Temple Pilots – Crackerman

Biisin on ajateltu liittyvän heroiiniaddiktioon… Scott Weilandilla on hankala huumeriippuvuus ja tämän Core albumin tienoilla hän ensimmäisen kerran kirjautui sisään hoitoon.

”Kickin’ as I’m tryin’ to sleep
Got the mud beneath my shoes
Rubber band, rubber band
Gun in hand, gun in hand
I wanna use
Roamin’, roamin’, roam
Get away gotta get away
And I think I think too much
I don’t care, yeah and I don’t care

Trippin’ as I’m thinkin’
’Bout a boy, his name was Sue
He’s a man, he’s man
Crackerman, crackerman
He’s a woman too

And I’m thinkin’
While I’m thinkin’
And I’m thinkin’
While I’m thinkin’

Wind traps
Mud flaps
Dust, blowin’ in my eyes…
I’m rollin’
I’m rollin’
I’m a’rollin'”