Vice

This voice repeats in my head

I can’t ignore what it tries to say

I need something to hang out

I get it on and back to my cell

Your seduction is out of my hands

Self-destruction, get out of my way

This voice repeats in my head

It tells me send it all to hell

It’s time to jump in the fire

I don’t know if I’ll quit someday

Your seduction is out of my hands

Self-destruction, get out of my way

How many times I’ve said this is the last time?

I want more vice, I’m full of vice