Seven sins of wantonness and
everything that´s good is gone
Sell it all for glory from the peers
Silicone priestess scratch the back and
twists the knife to bone
Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins
I´m the enemy in the enemies now
Swallowed the pill
Drank to the fill
All these things I carry now
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now
Try to hold the world there sinking,
swimming in a paper cup
Try to own the one beneath the skin
Held up to the flame ´till singeing
skin begins to draw and tuck
Never told there´s a chance to win
What couldn´t be, wouldn´t be now
Hold your hands up to the sky and try
so hard to rise above
But everything is beating down