Letra de Vices

Feeling cold, feeling empty
Set the stage, where you want me
And this crowd right before me doesn´t care that I´m dying
And the audience stands with their eyes fixed on the preconceived version of me
I´m so betrayed by your hopes, but I will not hide myself for your peace of mind

Oh, but Child
I´ve got vices like any other man

Raise a boy to a cynic
Take his love, and then let it turn into something passionate
Something sick, something rabid
And I want to keep myself from caving
I don´t hate you, I just hate where I´m heading
I´m left here asking, when did I trade in my bleeding heart for a selfish win?

Oh, but Mother
I´ve got vices like any other man
Vices that you´re not used to
Vices that´ll make you think less of me

Leave me numb, leave me jaded
She´s a dream, I just play dead
I´ve been blessed, I´ve been hated
She´s the constant, and I´m her addict
She´s the only peace in this world, uneasy
While I bite my tongue to keep from breaking
The heart that I´ve spend my whole life seeking
The only heart I´ve ever needed

Oh, but Lover
I´ve got vices like any other man
Vices that you´re not used to
Vices that´ll make you think...
Oh, but Lover
I´ve got vices like any other man
Vices that you´re not used to
Vices that´ll make you think less of me, less of me

Feeling cold, feeling empty
I am low, unworthy
Bleed the God, bleed the blessing
Like a vulture feasting
I´ll exist as if I don´t feel conviction of my ignorance to my perfect prison
But I feel the stabs on my wrists and ankles every time I try...

To forget you
To forget you

Oh, but Jesus
I´ve got vices like any other man
Vices that you´re so used to
Vices that won´t make you think less of me