Thoroughly fucked up
In  a peaceful kind of way
I  think we fucked up
What the hell is wrong with me?
Thoroughly fucked up
In  a peaceful kind of way
Seeking  comfort with the grief and mercy sleep

So tell me about everything you seek
All  I’m striving for is all that makes me weak
These vices hold me down so I can’t breathe
Seeking comfort with the grief and mercy sleep

Minds dead to the consequence
We  always go from words to violence
Minds dead to the consequence
We always go from words to violence

These habits have got the best of me
And it’s wearing thin
The devil on my shoulder
Can tell you where I’ve been

I’m no doctor and this is no cure
I need the guilt it helps me feel pure
Self medicated in this ghost town everyday
I guess I never knew it any other fucking way

Minds dead to the consequence
We always go from words to violence
Minds dead to the consequence
We always go from words to violence

These habits have got the best of me
And it’s wearing thin
The devil on my shoulder
Can tell you where I’ve been

He has pulled me close
Welcomed me in his home
Finding some comfort at the thought of caving in
I need to say one thing to those who are dear to me

This is my attempt at breaking free
I need to know now
I need to know now
Just tell me fucking how

I think you know now
I think you know now
To these vices I must bow

These habits have got the best of me
And it’s wearing thin
The devil on my shoulder
Can tell you where I’ve been

These vices hold me down so I can’t breathe
Seeking comfort with the grief and mercy sleep