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

Chorus:

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

(chorus)

Hold your hands up to the sky and try

so hard to rise above

But everything is beating down

(chorus