Vice Samples 가사

Blame your oversight, you let go of your own ambition Close but not quite, to bloodlines of greed and inhibition Father sell our game, the cities of termites confront demise Both and the same, there is no place today for genuine vice No matter of better, just stick to the letter Of color and fabric and binary gore Unbind the conceptions of shackle and tether In festering glory and beautiful war Bring it all down and let me breathe Stolen words out of your mouth sound wrong No wonder, the wonder of cold and of colder Monotony murders the variant spice No failure as black as the worship of order Still no place today for a genuine vice Away for too long The more I’ve seen, the less I’ve known, believe me I’m surrounded by your scent, your intent I feel empty I’m coming home But don’t wait for me, don’t wait for me Don’t wait for me, don’t fuck with me..