VICES - MOTHICA

Feel like I’m just passing by

Its not love it’s just a guy

And it’s got me feeling right for the night but

In the morning when he’s gone

I’m alone with all my thoughts

So I gotta drink em up till I’m numb

And

Ooh

It’s never enough, pass me the cup

Got nowhere to run, so pour me another one

I’m taking it all

I’m getting lost

I’m making a fool of myself

With all these

Vices

I really don’t know why I’m like this

And I just don’t care what the price is

Cuz I need these vices (oh)

If it’s not drugs it’s drinks

If it’s not drinks it’s things

If it’s not things it’s people

Places I don’t want to be

These vices

Is it okay I’m not okay?

I don’t sleep too much these days

And I hate being awake when the sun’s out

Lock my door and shut the blinds

They can’t see my bloodshot eyes

I got habits I can’t hide in the light and

Ooh

It’s never enough, pass me the cup

I got nowhere to run, so pour me another one

I’m taking it all

I’m getting lost

I’m making a fool of myself

With all these

Vices

I really don’t know why I’m like this

And I just don’t care what the price is

Cuz I need these vices (oh)

If it’s not drugs it’s drinks

If it’s not drinks it’s things

If it’s not things it’s people, places I don’t want to be

These vices

And I just don’t care what the price is

I’m tryna fill up the silence

With all

These vices (oh)

Burning through a cigarette

Got somebody in my bed

But I’m still just in my head, in my head and

All the signs are turning red

And I’m starting to regret, and I’m starting to regret

To regret these

Vices

I really don’t know why I’m like this

And I just don’t care what the price is

Cuz I need these vices (oh)

If it’s not drugs it’s drinks

If it’s not drinks it’s things

If it’s not things it’s people, places I don’t want to be

These vices

And I just don’t care what the price is

I’m tryna fill up the silence with all

These vices (oh)