Story Behind The Song

Song originally called St. Basil, but everyone called it the meth song. So we changed the name. Inspired by all the speed freaks we see everyday dying of old age in their 20's and 30's.

Song Description

Song about dysfunction and addiction

Lyrics

Methamphetamine

Poor little girl, what will become, of everything everything
she dreams of
will- it- shatter all her dreams
before she is a teen, a boy gives her a little speed

poor big girl, how she rebels, party all night, give em hell
but? she?s afraid, she gets so scared, unsettled by the world
ahead

but what she dreams of , with a little meth, and it?s all done

far off dad, wasted mom, who will tell her right from wrong
noth-ing to read, dull her mind on the tv screen
and all that she dreams, she?s so sure she can?t succeed

since she?s a alone, the latchkey girl hates going home
and all that she dreams, she?s so sure she can?t succeed
since she?s a alone, the latchkey girl.....

from any guilt and any sin, deliver her o lord, at least one gift
and any illness of the spirit, deliver her deliver her take her
in
to the Saints who?s bell a rings, now?s the time to do you thing
from any illness of her body, deliver her, she?s now trusting
reflection, rest we all need, she?s got 20 years of no sleep
she-thought she?d find peace, with-a-little meth-am-phetamine

the drug pleasure much it brings, but the drug precipitates more
pain

the drug to her demise it sings, chorus to an early grave

and though she should be in her prime, her skin looks like she?s 69

she still thinks she is on fire, the drug?s induced her alz-heimer

the end is near soon you?ll be free, St Joseph will take care of thee

you had no chance don?t be angry, St. Martin will take care of thee

the end is near, you?ll soon be free, St Basil will take care of thee