THE DIVINE RIGHT OF KINGS LYRICS

"Filthy Habits"

I’m not myself these days
I feel a little bit worse for wear
‘Cause we’re as praised for our perfections
as I am bound by my despairs

So doctor won’t you please
Give me the antidote I need
Are we all afraid of death
Or living in lack of our legacy

This placebo won’t fool me this time
I caught wind of the oncoming storm
This progression has left me dead inside
As I made my way through the swarm

I’m ashamed to admit but I’ve lost myself in the midst of this charade
‘Cause I’ve got a body count for every wrong decision I have made
Though I’d like to believe I believe in the concept much more than the facts
My spine’s tangled up in this mess
We’ve all got a past to forget

Red rum, loose tongue

Have I become something
Something I’m not
This time I swear to you
I’ve nailed my coffin shut
I still remember every word the bastard said
While the depraved are spared
The faultless are sentenced to death

I’m not myself these days I feel a little bit worse for wear
‘Cause my better half took a turn for the worse
Though it seemed like a blessing disguised as a curse

I will leave my mark
I’ll carve my name in your heart

I can’t find my way
Out of this mess
I have lost my faith
Oh what a simple thing to say

And you will find me at the bottom of the riverbed

You’ll never catch me alive

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