Vices Chords & Lyrics by Dead Poetic
Vices
guitar chords lyrics
Am F C G
Feeling cold, feeling empty. Set the stage, where you want me.
Am F C G
And this crowd right before me doesn�t care that I�m dying.
Am F C G
And the audience stands with their eyes fixed on the preconceived version of me.
Am F C G
I�m so betrayed by your hopes, but I will not hide myself for your peace of mind.
Chorus 1:
Am F C
Oh, but Child. I�ve got Vices like any other man.
Verse2: (same Chords as verse 1)
Raise a boy to a cynic. Take his love, and then let it turn into something passionate.
Something sick, something rabid.
And I vent to keep myself from caving. I don�t hate you, I just hate where I�m heading.
I�m left here asking, when did I trade in my bleeding heart for a selfish win?
Chorus 2:
Am F C
Oh, but Mother. I�ve got Vices like any other man.
Am F C G
Vices that you�re not used to. Vices that�ll make you think less of me.
Verse 3:
Leave me numb. Leave me jaded. She�s a dream, I just play dead.
I�ve been blessed, I�ve been hated. She�s the constant, and I�m her addict.
She�s the only peace in this world, uneasy.
While I bite my tongue to keep from breaking the heart that I�ve spent my whole life seeking.
The only heart I�ve ever needed.
Chorus 3:
Am F C G
Oh, but Lover. I�ve got Vices like any other man.
Am F C G
Vices that you�re not used to. Vices that�ll make you think...
Am F C G
Oh, but Lover. I�ve got Vices like any other man.
Am F C G
Vices that you�re not used to. Vices that�ll make you think less of me. Less of me.
Verse 4:
Feeling cold, feeling empty. I am low, unworthy.
Bleed the God. Bleed the blessing. Like a vulture feasting.
I�ll exist as if I don�t feel conviction of my ignorance to my perfect prison.
But I feel the stabs on my wrists and ankles every time I try...
Am F
To forget you.
C G
To forget you.
Chorus 4
Am F C G
Oh, but Jesus. I�ve got Vices like any other man.
Am F C G Am
Vices that you�re so used to. Vices that won�t make you think less of me.
