Truce
Navigating Storms: Wisdom in Chains' Poetic Battle with Addiction
Lyrics
You wanted more so I gave and gave
You desired more from me, and I gave without reservation.
I knew I shouldn’t but of course I caved
Despite knowing it was unwise, I eventually gave in to your demands.
You said some things that you shouldn’t say
You uttered inappropriate words that should not have been spoken.
So I drank some more trying to numb the pain
In response to the pain caused by your words, I consumed more alcohol to numb myself.
We copped a bag and we chopped it up
We obtained a bag of drugs and consumed it together.
We sniffed it all till my face was stuck
We ingested the entire substance until I became immobile.
I can feel it
I sense impending trouble or difficulty.
A storm is rising so let's pass on the bottle tonight
A metaphorical storm is approaching, so let's avoid further drinking tonight.
Words are said you can't unsay
Words spoken cannot be taken back, leading to an escalation of negative emotions.
bitter feelings escalate
Past wounds are resurfacing, causing emotional pain.
Scabs are peeling from ancient cuts
Old emotional scars are reopening.
This poison potion is not enough
The harmful substance consumed is not a sufficient remedy.
You look at me I look away
You look at me, but I avert my gaze.
disgusting mirror of myself
Seeing myself in your reflection is repulsive.
You look at me I look away
You look at me, but I avert my gaze.
disgusting mirror of myself
Seeing myself in your reflection is repulsive.
I want to smash you into dust
I have a strong desire to destroy you completely.
But I can’t
Despite the desire, I cannot act on it because I care about you.
Because I care
My caring for you prevents me from wanting to witness your suffering.
And I don’t want to see you hurting no more...
Expressing a desire for your well-being and an end to your pain.
History will repeat my friend
Highlighting the likelihood of history repeating itself.
We both know better than to do it again
Both parties are aware that repeating past mistakes is unwise.
Are we a slave of the substance or sovereign men?
Pondering whether we are controlled by substances or if we have the power to make our own choices.
This sick desire will force my hand
An unhealthy desire may compel me to take action.
I’m trying to stop you for your own good
I am attempting to prevent you from harm for your own benefit.
I’d drag you away if I thought I could
If possible, I would physically remove you from the harmful situation.
I can feel it
I sense impending trouble or difficulty.
A storm is rising so let's pass on the bottle tonight
A metaphorical storm is approaching, so let's avoid further drinking tonight.
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