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
(lying on broken bulbs)

somehow he knew my fantasies
i´d been living 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 fuckin empty
i´ll dig deep, sell to the shallow