Vices & Virtues - Art Of Dying

There’s an angel on my shoulder

Yeah, she’s been right before

But as the night grows colder

She’s not the one I’m looking for

Looking for

Looking for

No, nothing kills the pain

Like whiskey in the veins

There’s a fire tonight

And someone’s got to lose

I keep trying to choose

Yeah, my heart is like a stone

Since you left me all alone

In a light inside

And my neck’s in the noose

I keep trying to choose

Between vices and virtues

There’s a devil on my shoulder

Yeah, she’s lied to me before

But I can’t seem to scold her

And push her sweet ass out the door

Out the door

Out the door

No, nothing kills the pain

Like whiskey in the veins

There’s a fire tonight

And someone’s got to lose

I keep trying to choose

Yeah, my heart is like a stone

Since you left me all alone

In a light inside

And my neck’s in the noose

I keep trying to choose

Between vices and virtues

Vices and virtues

Vices and virtues

Vices and virtues

No, nothing kills the pain

Like whiskey in the veins

There’s a fire tonight

And someone’s got to lose

I keep trying to choose

Yeah, my heart is like a stone

Since you left me all alone

In a light inside

And my neck’s in the noose

I keep trying to choose

Oh, nothing kills the pain

Like whiskey in the veins

There’s a fire tonight

And someone’s got to lose

I keep trying to choose

Yeah, my heart is like a stone

Since you left me all alone

In a light inside

And my neck’s in the noose

I keep trying to choose

I keep trying to choose

Between vices and virtues

Between vices and virtues

Between vices and virtues

Vices and virtues

Between vices and virtues