feeling cold feeling empty set the stage where you want me and this crowd right before me doesn t care that i m dying and the audience stands with their eyes fixed on the preconceived version of me i m so betrayed by your hopes but i will not hide myself for your peace of mind oh but child i ve got vices like any other man raise a boy to a cynic take his love and then let it turn into something passionate something sick something rabid and i vent to keep myself from caving i don t hate you i just hate where i m heading i m left here asking when did i trade in my bleeding heart for a selfish win oh but mother i ve got vices like any other man vices that you re not used to vices that ll make you think less of me leave me numb leave me jaded she s a dream i just play dead i ve been blessed i ve been hated she s the constant and i m her addict she s the only peace in this world uneasy while i bite my tongue to keep from breaking the heart that i ve spent my whole life seeking the only heart i ve ever needed oh but lover i ve got vices like any other man vices that you re not used to vices that ll make you think oh but lover i ve got vices like any other man vices that you re not used to vices that ll make you think less of me less of me feeling cold feeling empty i am low unworthy bleed the god bleed the blessing like a vulture feasting i ll exist as if i don t feel conviction of my ignorance to my perfect prison but i feel the stabs on my wrists and ankles every time i try to forget you to forget you oh but jesus i ve got vices like any other man vices that you re so used to vices that won t make you think less of me2