Vice

Lethal
We caught up in the act
It's tempting
When you can’t relax

I'm coasting on a wave made of coins
Decomposing
All the things you enjoy

I'm feigning for the next chase
Impatient for the next embrace
Got bossy
You’re mad and deranged
My head's on right
I can't fuck with snakes

Your words drip out like silver
Air caught up
Eyes gloss over, fill my cup
We skate on broken glass
Caught up for the next impact, senses untapped

I'm a ten karat ring on a gold chain
You laugh to flirt with the idea of pain
Counting tricks to drive you insane
Not your fault you were born in the wrong lane
In the wrong name
In the wrong lane

Crazy, so void of emotion
Lazy, wake up in slow motion
Hazy, no more words of devotion
Baby don't be scared of what's broken

Can't breathe, when we walk in the room
On light feet, we hold the weight of the moon
Don't have to think, of what they assume
Got you feeling weak, did we speak too soon?

You’re a dog with no leash don’t have a name
Obsessed with staying in your pain
Won't say when you’re wrong you drive yourself insane
Not your fault you were born in the wrong lane
In the wrong lane
You're in the wrong lane
[scream]