Sounds like a cynical song but it's really not at all. From personal experience, aside from being an angel of blame, I been there and I'm happy to be back. 'Ceot gambling, maybe. Booze, dope, acid. Good friends. Only one of them didn't turn into a murdering habit. And it's true: "You Live Like That, Don't You Know You're Gonna Die Like; Ain't nothin' in this crazy old world is gonna change that fact, Jack." I died. Somehow, I got myself out of the seizure. It was too flippin' close & I got too old for cold turkey and kindling at home alone without back-up.
