Every band needs a drug song...

[Hyp]

Every drag, a one-two hit
As I glance at the window pane
Pseudo-noises penetrate
Armed forces, in defense of my brain
Mortar shells, create 24 craters
Would you like a sample?
Like it, love it, gotta have it
That'll be one

Ample amount of frenzy
with a pinch of paranoia
If I recall the ruling
I'm my own person's lawyer
4 ounces of color
that you never knew existed
Preheat to 115
I'm my own person's terrorist

Temptation's caught me in her vice
Ignore the words of childhood friends
They were my past, I am my present
You are your future, rolling with fads and trends
Endless chills, patience
For what I dread, these wretched hallucinations
More endless chills and patience

Add an ample amount of frenzy
with a pinch of paranoia
If I recall the ruling
I'm my own person's lawyer
4 ounces of color
that you never knew existed
Preheat to 115
I'm my own person's terrorist

[CTMarshall]

it has some good imagery, but it doesn't really make any sense to me. Maybe I just haven't had the right experience with drugs, but it sounds like you may be trying just a little too hard. If the crazy or psychedelia factor is what you're going for then its pretty cool. Nice use of language for sure.

[Hyp]

Yeah theres alot of metaphors in there.

Heres a few spoilers:

MEANING:

1st verse: Basically, just imagine sitting down...smoking or doing whatever your pleasure is, anyone will remember being next to an open window and "hearing" noises when you're actually just thinking about hearing them. The "armed forces" are weakened and "penetrated". I then thought of a show called Weeds where this guy referred to smoking meth as "taking ice cream scoops out of your brain". Hence the Baskin Robbins reference "24 craters", and then the Coldstone order sizes "Like it, love it, gotta have it".

Chorus: Basically outlining a "recipe" if you will, for the overall defenseless, yet independent feeling from alot of drugs.

2nd: Touching on the "breaking away" from those who tell you to stay away. Everybody, drug-users and drug-free kids alike, no the power of temptation...and drug-users know the vice that ensnares them after submission to the vice that is recreational use of substances. They (friends) are my past. You (drugs) will live on, getting stronger and stronger as generations progress. Endless chills and patience for those hallucinations that you really could've done without, but you try, try again for the one.

And thanks for the feedback. Yeah, alot of my songs go...kinda far. I like the elements of confusion, discovery, and awe. :)