The band made a number of records, all released on Burning heart records.
The line-up consisted of: Mikael Tossavainen (guitar, vocals), P-O Söderbäck (guitar), Fredrik Lindgren (bass) och Magnus Forsberg (drums)
Holiday On Ice
Puffball Lyrics
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It was the most fucked-up experience that I've ever had.
I saw a treasure, get out and dig someone said.
And I dug until my fingers were red.
My hands looked like raw mined meat.
And the colour of my face was the colour of a sheet.
My head was pounding but I wanted more.
It's in my system I don't know who I am.
I want to stop but the drug's my man.
Like a scary skateshow with a better price.
Hell, why not stay on my holiday on ice.
AFTER ONE TRIP I FELT AS LIVING AS KEITH.
THEY LOCKED ME UP I SHOOK LIKE A LEAF.
THE NEXT DAY I WENT OUT FOR ANOTHER BLAST.
MY LIFE WAS A THRILLER WITH ONLY ME IN THE CAST.
HOLIDAY ON ICE.
The lyrics to Puffball's song Holiday On Ice depict the experiences of someone who has tried a new drug and is struggling to control their addiction to it. The first stanza describes the initial allure of the drug, with the singer being told it is "rad" and giving it a try. However, the experience is far from positive, with the singer's hands becoming blistered and raw and their head pounding. Despite this, they still crave more of the drug, unable to resist its hold on them.
The second stanza takes on a darker tone, with the singer admitting they don't know who they are anymore because of the drug. They want to stop but feel powerless to do so, likening the drug to a controlling partner. The final lines of the song, "Holiday on ice", seem to reference the idea of living life in a sort of suspended animation while under the influence of the drug, never really experiencing the world fully.
Overall, the song highlights the dangers and addictive nature of drug use, with the singer struggling to break free from a dangerous habit that threatens to consume them.
Line by Line Meaning
I heard about a drug and I was told it was rad.
Someone introduced me to a drug and told me it was awesome.
It was the most fucked-up experience that I've ever had.
The drug messed me up in a really bad way.
I saw a treasure, get out and dig someone said.
Someone told me about something amazing that I could experience.
And I dug until my fingers were red.
I pursued this experience with determination.
My hands looked like raw mined meat.
My hands were badly bruised and beaten up.
And the colour of my face was the colour of a sheet.
I was pale and sickly looking.
My head was pounding but I wanted more.
I had a headache, but I still craved more of the drug.
I just knew that it wouldn't be like before.
I knew it wouldn't be the same as my first experience.
It's in my system I don't know who I am.
The drug has taken over and I feel lost.
I want to stop but the drug's my man.
I know I should stop, but I'm too addicted to the drug.
Like a scary skateshow with a better price.
The experience feels like a scary show on ice, but it's cheap.
Hell, why not stay on my holiday on ice.
Despite the negative effects, I choose to stay on the drug because of the temporary pleasure it brings.
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