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Turn it down so I can’t hear it
Turn it out so I can’t see it
It’s just useless to ignore
We’re going down, you don’t feel it
Turn it round, you don’t mean it and
I can’t stand it anymore

When the whole world sighs
And it’s making you so deflated

I’ve got a life
Though it refuses to shine
I’ve got a life it aint over (it aint over)
I’ve got a way
It’s the only things that’s mine
All I’m asking for is tenderness
A little tenderness

Ooo it’s a cruel place
You never asked to be here
Nobody cares and no one’s gonna help you now (hold on)
It’s dog eat dog the human race
The only thing they’ll do is hate you (hate you)

Such a crime to be unkind
Turn your cheek pretend you’re blind

I’ve got a life
Though it refuses to shine
I’ve got a life it aint over
It aint over
I’ve got a way
It’s the only thing that’s mine
All I’m asking for is tenderness
Tenderness

I’ve got a life
Though it refuses to shine
I’ve got a life it aint over
It aint over
I’ve got a way
It’s the only thing that’s mine
All I’m asking for is tenderness

Be strong now baby
Gotta be strong now baby
Gotta be strong!

Johnny Cash – hurt

Every time I hear this song it reminds me that I have Hurt so many people but there is still hope and I can never give up no matter how bad life may seam at times.
Cyn
10 months 25 days sober from Drugs
6 months 25 days sober from Alcohol

Metallica – Sweet Amber

This song resonates deep in my soul. These are my responses, my interpretations of some select lines from the song:

“Live your life so you don’t see mine”
Letting Mother Addiction live her life through mine, as she is the master in disguising the life of an addict and she did not allow everybody else to really see what was going on

“Ooh then she holds my hand, And I lie to get a smile”
Mother Addiction took hold of my hand and provided me the strength to put on that fake smile to everybody else in order to uphold my life that was built on a foundation of lies

“Using what I want, To get what you want”
Mother Addiction tricked me into feeding her desires with substances, so she could fulfil her destructive plan she had for me

“Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick. She rolls me over ‘till im sick”
Mother Addiction played her games with me. She made it all fun and harmless. She played with me when all along I was blind to the fact that my life was spiralling out of control and impacting everybody around me, especially the ones I loved the most

“She deals in habits, deals in pain. I run away, but I’m back again”Mother Addiction’s only purpose was to deliver her destructive habit, pain and despair. In between times of heavy active addiction, I would get a glimpse of the destruction I was causing to myself and everybody around me and wanted it over. Oh did I want it over! But the nature of Mother Addiction always pounced in times of weakness and ensured I fell back into her evil hands.

“And she squeezes tighter. I still lie to get a smile”
Mother Addiction was relentless in ensuring my active addiction got harder, faster, stronger! 1 hit was too many yet 1000 not enough. I was spiralling out of control! “Someone PLEASE F’N HELP ME!” But she always managed to let me portray that fake outer shell so no one would know the real me! The real race I was running! Me, the addict…

“She holds the pen that spells the end. She traces me and draws me in”
Mother Addiction had only one plan and this plan would only end in institutions, prison or death. Slowly over time, bit by bit, Mother Addiction would ensure her plan progressed. The end is nigh when the last pieces of the plan are started.

“Ooh sweet amber. How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? It’s as never as sweet as it seems”
‘Sweet Amber’, my metaphor for one’s substance of choice. For me it was the devil itself… ‘meth’. The instant gratification it delivered was the best thing left in life. Talk about washing away all the pain and suffering instantaneously. No need to process any worry, conflict or emotion. What the hell was this thing called ‘emotion’ any way? I only experienced three varying states – “euphoria”, “exhaustion” & “anger”. Life on gear was never better. I sat on top of the world. Invincible. I was THE MAN….until the blind fold was whipped away and I was left standing in the pits of hell facing the harsh truth of reality, staring straight at the life I had destroyed, at the loved ones whom had always come second to my addiction, at the loved ones who I abandoned, abused and scarred. Mother Addiction had lied to me. She cared for nothing but herself. Where is that support she promised? Where is she now? …………………

Lyrics

Wash your back so you won’t stab mine
Get in bed with your own kind
Live your life so you don’t see mine
Drape your back so you won’t shine
Wash your back so you won’t stab mine
Get in bed with your own kind
Live your life so you don’t see mine
Drape your back so you won’t shine

Ooh then she holds my hand
And i lie to get a smile
Ooh then she holds my hand
And i lie to get a smile

Using what i want
To get what you want
Using what i want
To get what you want
Using what i want
To get what you want
Using what i want
To get what you want

Ooh sweet amber
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?

Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick
She rolls me over ’till im sick
She deals in habits, deals in pain
I run away, but i’m back again
Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick
She rolls me over ’till im sick
She deals in habits, deals in pain
I run away, but i’m back again

Ooh then she holds my hand
And i lie to get a smile
And she squeezes tighter
I still lie to get a smile

Using what i want
To get what you want
Using what i want
To get what you want
Using what i want
To get what you want
Using what i want
To get what you want

Ooh sweet amber
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?

She holds the pen that spells the end
She traces me and draws me in…
She holds the pen that spells the end
She traces me and draws me in…

Ooh sweet amber
Ooh sweet amber
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?
How sweet are you?
How sweet does it get?

It’s never as sweet as it seems

FYI: The New SixxAM album : “This is Gonna Hurt” ROCKS!!!

Country Song by Seether… this is quite new, but when he said “I keep on thinking that the party’s all over” I had to sit up and listen. To me it seems to be about the struggle, that so-called conversation that we have with our DOC… it keeps telling us that we need it, and we give in, until we realize that we can live without it. It is uncomfortable to be without it sometimes, but we have to do it. Plus the video is great.

Some of mine will be repeated I am sure, esp from the beginning of this post but here goes but keep in mind a lot of mine are about addiction not really recovery persay but they have ALL helped me along the way

-Jess

Great thread!

I am just now paying attention to some of these lyric