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Obvious wordplay for heroin being his heroine.īasically saying that the internal conversations inside yourself never subside when this is your life. Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin-Ī reference to the physical toll drug addiction takes, as well as the emotional/mental/spiritual toll Just thinking about it makes me nauseous.Įither way, the entire time your conscience is just gnawing on your bones and on your heart and mind.

1) STOP NOW, ONCE AND FOR ALL AND NEVER TOUCH DRUGS AGAIN -or- 2) JUST ADMIT DEFEAT AND TAKE THE FUCKING DRUGS IN YOUR POCKET. You know that there are only 2 ways you could possibly feels better. That cycle of drugs that is so hard to kick because you are so sad and confused. OR wait as long as possible, try your hardest. That debilitating internal monologue.take them now, while you are still high and never come down, take them right now before you feel the withdrawls, no conversation, just do it. To me this stanza beautifully sums up the multiple conversations an addict has while they are holding drugs/waiting to blast off. It's a depressing and lonely and awful conversation to have with yourself all the time. I'll stop tomorrow/this is the last time.and the toll it takes on you.

Referring to the constant conversations an addict has with themselves inside their head.

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In his autobiography weiland told stories of his driving through LA, high as a kite after scoring drugs and driving home full of giddy anticipation in order to use them.įalling farther from just what we are-Įvery addict knows this feeling well. He had a very complex relationship with drugs, simultaneously glorifying them (very often) and being ashamed of his use of them, often lying and saying he was no longer on them when he clearly was.

It's definitely about drugs, something that weiland struggled severely with and which eventually took this amazing artist from us all. My Interpretationyou guys, you have to take what weiland says the song is about with a grain of salt. Too much trippin' and my soul's worn thin

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