Vices
I need better vices
Than cigarettes and alcohol
They don't work on me no more
Cause I been losing sleep
Why's it happening to me
I thought I'd be ok by now
I can't stand
To see your hands
Intertwined with someone else's
I got the message
So I poured my emotions in a cup
And I drank it up
Am I still addicted to the past?
To the good times we had?
Or am I still addicted to your skin
Like the words we got in ink
I got to let you go
'fore I lose control
'fore I drown in the avalanche
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
I need better vices
Than staying up til 3 or 4
Waiting for a miracle
Eating healthy sucks
I don't like walking in the park
Cause all I see is happy faces
I can't stand
To see your hands
Intertwined with someone else's
Maybe I'm selfish
I know, I know, I know, I know
I should but I can't let it go
Am I still addicted to the past?
To the good times we had?
Or am I still addicted to your skin
Like the words we got in ink
I got to let you go
'fore I lose control
'fore I drown in the avalanche
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
Is it real, real, real love
If it hurts?
Is it real, real, real love
If it hurts?
Am I still addicted to the past?
To the good times we had?
Or am I still addicted to your skin
Like the words we got in ink
I got to let you go
'fore I lose control
'fore I drown in the avalanche
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
Than cigarettes and alcohol
They don't work on me no more
Cause I been losing sleep
Why's it happening to me
I thought I'd be ok by now
I can't stand
To see your hands
Intertwined with someone else's
I got the message
So I poured my emotions in a cup
And I drank it up
Am I still addicted to the past?
To the good times we had?
Or am I still addicted to your skin
Like the words we got in ink
I got to let you go
'fore I lose control
'fore I drown in the avalanche
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
I need better vices
Than staying up til 3 or 4
Waiting for a miracle
Eating healthy sucks
I don't like walking in the park
Cause all I see is happy faces
I can't stand
To see your hands
Intertwined with someone else's
Maybe I'm selfish
I know, I know, I know, I know
I should but I can't let it go
Am I still addicted to the past?
To the good times we had?
Or am I still addicted to your skin
Like the words we got in ink
I got to let you go
'fore I lose control
'fore I drown in the avalanche
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
Is it real, real, real love
If it hurts?
Is it real, real, real love
If it hurts?
Am I still addicted to the past?
To the good times we had?
Or am I still addicted to your skin
Like the words we got in ink
I got to let you go
'fore I lose control
'fore I drown in the avalanche
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
I can't find no vices
Stronger, better than you
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