VICES

Feed your vices The sun is aching this morning Push it back with a smile (smile) It burns and curses a warning I'll adore it like a child (child) Sick of you, sick of me, sick of everything Let me take you to a place that I find heaven in Sick of you, sick of me, sick of everything I think there's something going wrong in my head again Pull me up Out of this hate within my home To a home within my body Drag me out As I beg to break in trauma I'll back to when I'd haunt her And I feed my vices There's nothing wrong with some wanting Got no love to keep me dry (dry) There's nothing worth me confronting I just need another high (high) Sick of you, sick of me, sick of everything Let me take you to a place I find heaven in I found a slice of a light in my vice So I cut out my mind and I swallowed it blind Pull me up Out of this hate within my home To a home within my body Drag me out As I beg to break in trauma I'll go back to when I'd haunt her (Pull me up) My mind, it weeps for me I need time to swim this sea I find i've lost my clarity Who am I to say I'm free Pull me up Out of this hate within my home To a home within my body Drag me out As I beg to break in trauma I'll go back to when I'd haunt her Pull me up Out of this hate within my home To a home within my body Drag me out As I beg to break in trauma I'll go back to when I'd haunt her But now it's time too Feed Your Vices Feed Your Vices Feed Your Vices Feed Your Vices And I've done it again Again and again and again It all happens again It all happens again