VICES (metaphors)

I'm sick and tired of using metaphors
What is this for all you do is ignore me

Whispers, so clear
Why am I here
Scissors, sincere
Live in fear
Cut so deep
Make me weep
Have a drink
Go to sleep
Make me weak

I'm sick and tired of using metaphors
What is this for all you do is ignore me

Check my vitals, no pulse
Check my soul, and let go and let go

Stare in my eyes, dehumanize
Reality settles in
Rotting the cage of my sins

Fucked up once or twice I admit
I have secrets I guess they
SLIPPED
SLIPPED
SLIPPED

I'm sick and tired of using metaphors
(Metaphors)
What is this for
(My vices)
All you do is ignore
Ignore my vices



Credits
Writer(s): Will Dolan
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