It's been a while since I heard the song, but it certainly came to mind tonight after a day of self-destruction. Why is it that often even while you are screwing up, and even able to recognise that you are screwing up, that you go right on ahead and continue to screw up!?
The answer is usually a good dose of fear, mixed with a fairly healthy dose of self-sabotage, or what Hendricks called an "upper limit" problem. I'm not a religious person, though I'm still very curious about the spiritual links that might exist between people and maybe extra terestials, so I'm keen to hear what the wise men have to say about self destruction, especially when I can't make any sense of how I got there.
Sometimes in hindsight it's obvious why you may have made a spontaneous leap into a treacherous conversation, or challenged the status-quo in an un-winnable contest between you and another individual or group with more power and influence. And other times you just went too far, and thought honesty [read self destructive masochistic narcissistic transparency] was more important than modesty, and respect, and self-discipline, and all those important things that you remember may have been useful, with a smidge more impulse control and dignity, when you reflect... a few seconds, minutes, or sometimes hours, after you allowed your tongue its freedom