Vice

Unsettling statements clear the path to foggy judgment
What's done but wasn't
You rubbing me raw restricts my overcoming
This damn redundance
Seems it's time I should be left with nothing
When to succumb would mean relief
From all incarcerating substance
It occurs to me that Lucifer had more time for planning
And once aware
The proof illuminates all and more that's damning
Like now who's laughing
Could it have been the catalyst was kept away
So nothing happened
I'm so sick of looking down into a box of unlit matches
Begging me now to scratch the eternal itches
To end the stillness
They pinch us and snip the stitches
Till the fabric of what's real's evicted

You're the monster inside me baby
And I'd try to run
But I've got nothing to hide
And you lead me away
As you lead me along
And I know I'm gone

I could've retracted every statement but I didn't
Cause fuck forgiveness
How many times I tried to trust the living
Still left diminished
Oh it hurts to feel the dagger stick in
To end this vision of some moral purity
The task division
And somebody told me
Always run from dead canaries
Cause lack of air is followed
By somebody being dead and buried
It never varies
See but I never found the situation scary
To the contrary
Every word you say
It resonates like a bomb tearing skin
Like the wall of a fucking building
To prove revenge is resilience is less than brilliant
When you're bound
Feel the wheel that's dealing

You're the monster inside me baby
And I'd try to run
But there'd be nowhere to hide
And you lead me away
As you lead me along
And I know I'm gone
And I know I'm gone
And I hope I'm wrong