Gender Crisis - VICES Lyrics

Feed your vices
The sun is aching this morning
Push it back with a smile (smile)
It burns and curses a warning
I'll adore it like a child (child)
Sick of you, sick of me, sick of everything
Let me take you to a place that I find heaven in
Sick of you, sick of me, sick of everything
I think there's something going wrong in my head again
Pull me up
Out of this hate within my home
To a home within my body
Drag me out
As I beg to break in trauma
I'll back to when I'd haunt her
And I feed my vices
There's nothing wrong with some wanting
Got no love to keep me dry (dry)
There's nothing worth me confronting
I just need another high (high)
Sick of you, sick of me, sick of everything
Let me take you to a place I find heaven in
I found a slice of a light in my vice
So I cut out my mind and I swallowed it blind
Pull me up
Out of this hate within my home
To a home within my body
Drag me out
As I beg to break in trauma
I'll go back to when I'd haunt her
(Pull me up)
My mind, it weeps for me
I need time to swim this sea
I find i've lost my clarity
Who am I to say I'm free
Pull me up
Out of this hate within my home
To a home within my body
Drag me out
As I beg to break in trauma
I'll go back to when I'd haunt her
Pull me up
Out of this hate within my home
To a home within my body
Drag me out
As I beg to break in trauma
I'll go back to when I'd haunt her
But now it's time too
Feed Your Vices
Feed Your Vices
Feed Your Vices
Feed Your Vices
And I've done it again
Again and again and again
It all happens again
It all happens again