Vice

I had an addiction to tobacco smoke

I breathed in the fire that made me choke

As I robbed myself of the youthful glow

Before I had a chance to let it grow old

 

I drowned in a bottle of ‘water of life’

Educated by alcoholics who taught us right

Stumbling home, wandering alone at night

Trying not to let those demons inside take flight

 

I lost myself in large amounts of pornography

Drowned myself in the art of elicit photography

Made myself believe that women were my property

And that they never wanted me to treat them properly

 

But you made me want to pick up another vice

Because theirs fun and then theirs everything nice

There’s sugar and spice, but it’s nothing on bitter and spite

Don’t make me apologise for those things you despise

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