Vice - Cub Sport

This isn’t normal, you get it all, yeah

I see it in your hands

You still complain from being in pain

You’re making custom pain

Don’t you say you tried to give it up

Don’t you say you’re still growing up

It doesn’t meet your eyes, doesn’t even meet your heart

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

From everything we’ve done, wish I could say it was fun

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t)

It can get hard, you bite down on your heart

But you’ll never fall uncirculated

You still complain, say it makes you insane

You’re making custom pain

Don’t you say you tried to give it up

Don’t you say you’re still growing up

It doesn’t meet your eyes, doesn’t even meet your heart

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

From everything we’ve done, wish I could say it was fun

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t)

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t)

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t)

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t)

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t)

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t)

(It doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t, it doesn’t)

It doesn’t meet your eyes, doesn’t even meet your heart

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

From everything we’ve done, wish I could say it was fun

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

It doesn’t meet your eyes, doesn’t even meet your heart

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart

From everything we’ve done, wish I could say it was fun

And it is our vice, hold it so it doesn’t fall apart