Vices -

You try to walk right

through me,

but I’m a step ahead.

You say you want

to love me.

I might be better off

dead.

You say it’s evolution —

you’re trying to spread.

I’d rather start a revolution

if only in my head.

I’d rather die a martyr

than suffer inside this skin

the way you’ve always been.

So go and choose your vices!

Come on, invite them in,

no matter where or when.

The chemicals control you.

Stopped thinking for yourself.

I watch you pour the gold

liquid from the top shelf.

As you rot from the inside,

its got you by the throat.

I don’t share your delusion.

I hope you fucking choke.

I’d rather die a martyr

than suffer inside this skin

the way you’ve always been.

So go and choose your vices!

Come on, invite them in,

no matter where or when.

You need to feed the craving.

The damage takes its toll.

Trade one vice for another.

You must collect them all.

Give into your temptation.

You feast until you’re full.

Now you’re flat on your back

without your self-control.

I’d rather die a martyr

than suffer inside this skin

the way you’ve always been.

So go and choose your vices!

Come on invite them in,

no matter where or when.