Staring at the wall high asf vibin
I been distant in my mind before the crisis
Voices in my head screaming f*cking violent
I'm so f*cking cold
This is getting f*cking old
Feeling like selling my soul
Was the only way to ride it
F*cking and doing some blow
Ain't no reason I should hide it
Look in to my eyes
Does it look like I lie
When I say I rather die
When you say goodbye
I ain't gonna lie
I'm addicted to ya
You my drug
I can't deny
The angel watching in the night
Demons torture, taint my mind
Finally feel myself when I
Kiss up on your lips and Got some powder take it in
Break the rest
I wish this cold front wouldn't end
So another 50 and
We in
Devil's come to play tonight
My vices kiss my cheek goodbye
MY VICE
YOUR LIES
MY VICE
YOUR LIES