| Chapter 2: Rehabilitation | ||||||||
| God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference. |
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| Evil Tool
Coming home from the rehab, I jumped right back in with the band. We had gotten rid of our drummer and brought in a new one named Joe Cucitro. My writing had changed from painful and sad to an angry message, directed towards my addiction and what it had had taken from me. Evil Tool was written about my heroine & crack addiction. It describes my feelings and resentment towards the power of the drug and the people that had came into my life as a result of it. I have to admit, when I first started writing the lyrics for this song, my anger was directed towards Kim, the woman I used to run with. Over time all wounds heal, but the scars will always remain. Today I am able to forgive her and move on with my life. I hope and pray that one day she will find peace and serenity in her life. Works in my pocket Money in my hand I�m going downtown To see the dealer man Going to get high Going to get right Just me and my evil tool tonight You said you loved me That you really cared Sedate me one more time You make me steal and beg I�m down on my knees Comatose my mind All I need is my evil tool I cook my life up in a spoon You lied and cheated me Just kill me bitch Kick me when I�m down You want all of my life And everything I am Buried in the ground Body�s burning Head is turning Crawling out of my skin I can�t think straight Carrying this weight I�m sick once again Pain runs through me I want to be free Anticipation runs high That rush in my brain Drives me insane I just want to die �2003 Fred S Mayoros Jr. All rights reserved |
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