Vices from Apparitions by The King in Yellow
Tracklist
| 5. | Vices | 4:27 |
Lyrics
The turbulence of it all exhales black tar
When you can't of your own accord
Uphill battles don’t mind if we’re weary
If so many packs earlier you had only told me
You can say it’s the last one
That you wont give in
But your hell bound lifestyle
Won’t let you win
We keep lighting both ends
And expecting a difference
A great man once said,
It’s on what sanity depends
Smoke rings like lassos,
Around our necks
And bull’s eyes,
Set on our backs
Surely this last offer
We won’t regret
The turbulence of it all exhales black tar
When you can't of your own accord
Uphill battles don’t mind if we’re weary
If so many packs earlier you had only told me
These cigarette butts keep piling up
Its like I breathe in the smoke
But it’s never enough
She can’t soothe my addiction
She can’t soothe my addiction
They say that failure breed’s success
So don’t let the bastards get you down
Gasps are made commonplace
As lungs grow heavy with habits
Kindly they’ll ask what wrong
As all the handrails become crutches
