vices

I think I'm really high I don't know Staring at the little window on the Door Light beaming through Swear I saw Jesus or Satan or Something High on the floor I'm pulled left and right Pills and alcohol on every side Spaced out so far it's how I forget You But these little vices they're comin' For me One by one And I'm drowning I'm drowning I'm drowning Swayin on the floor Feels like waves Music storms in And I'm pure ecstacy I hear you screaming at me in my Mind Chase you like whiskey Let you eat me alive Swear I saw Jesus or Satan or Something But these little vices they're comin' For me One by one I'm fuckin drowning I'm fuckin drowning I'm fuckin drowning Swear I saw Jesus or Satan or Something Or something