Expert of well known vices
(my most horrible thoughts)
Found me sleeping in seeds
(are a result of sobriety)
Whisked me away
(you still found me here)
To the crossroads
(laying on broken bulbs)
Somehow he know my fantasies
I'd ben lving like an animal
Making deals with leeches and wolves
Hoping my soul still had some worth
So i could stay loud
And live for free
Master of well known vices
Been living in my shadow for a while now
Nipping at my heels
And breathing down my neck
None of this is real
But still you're there breathing down my neck
He said
"dig deep and then sell to the shallow
Then you can take
Take whatever you please"
It all seemed like a dream
But i've been feeling fucking empty
I'll dig deep
Sell to the shallow