Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin & Georgia Train
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
Bitter Ruin
[Verse 1]
Oh neglect me my dear
My brambles grow thick in your absence
So next time you try to cut me down
Your blades will blunten on my branches
[Chorus]
You wound the vice one turn too tight
Too much pressure makes a lesser fool out of me
You bent the bars one inch too far
Now they’re gaping, I’m escaping
Who needs a key?
I’m long gone
[Verse 2]
Oh insult me my dear
And like a sponge I’ll absorb
But when I’ve soaked all I can hold
On your head like a rain cloud I’ll pour
[Chorus]
You wound the vice one turn too tight
Too much pressure makes a lesser fool out of me
You bent the bars one inch too far
Now they’re gaping, I’m escaping
Who needs a key?
I’m long gone
[Bridge]
And you’re gonna cry like a mourner and
I’m done cowering in corners
Slowly and surely I saw through your sordid sob stories
I’m long gone
[Chorus]
You wound the vice one turn too tight
Too much pressure makes a lesser fool out of me
You bent the bars one inch too far
Now they’re gaping, I’m escaping
Who needs a key?
I’m long gone
The Vice was written by Ben Richards & Georgia Train.
The Vice was produced by Ben Richards & Bitter Ruin.