Our Vices

I question my choices so often I want to stop making them all together Chasing dreams I know will never come true When it goes my way I don't know what to do There's only so many times I can say this'll be the making of me There's only so many times I can say this'll be the making of me The voices inside my head are deafening You're not special You'll never come of anything You're just a drop out with a pipe dream You'll never achieve anything There's only so many times I can say this'll be the making of me There's only so many times I can say this'll be the making of me You've made your bed So sleep in it You've made your bed You've made your bed So sleep in it You've made your bed So sleep in it So sleep in it