Old Roger
Текст песни Your Vice

Lay your burden on my shoulders
Lead it
Down
Into burning disorder
Watch me drown
Breathing water
Holding
On for now
I thought you came to save me
Save me now

From their lies
Save yourself
It's your Vice
It's Your Vice

So what happened to your misery
Was it pride?
Words the you won't hear from me
So you'll find
In my honor stand tall

I'll provide
I thought that there was still time
Still time

For their lives
No restraints
It's your vice
It's your vice

Sinking deeper now and slowly
Drifting by
All of for which i have no sense in time
Still I try
Breathing here just holding
On to time
I thought you came to save me
Save me