Vices chords and lyrics - DEAD POETIC

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[Intro 1]
[Dm][Gsus4][F][C][Em][G][Dm][Gsus4]

[Verse 1]
[Dm]Feeling cold,
[F]feeling emp[Em]ty. Set the[Dm] stage, where you want me.
And this [F]crowd right before me
[Em]doesn't care[Dm] that I'm dying.
And the audi[F]ence stands with their eyes [Em]fixed
on the precon[Dm]ceived version of me.
I'm so be[F]trayed by your hopes,
but [C]I will not hide m[Dm]yself for your peace of mind.

[Verse 2]
Oh, but Child. I've got Vices
like any other [C]man.

[Verse 3]
[Dm]Raise a boy [F]to a cyn[Em]ic. Take his love,
[Dm]and then let it tu[F]rn[Dm] into [F]something passionate.
[Em]Something sick[Dm], something rabid.
And I vent to keep [F]myself from caving. [Em]I don't hate you,
[Dm]I just hate where I'm heading.
I'm left here ask[F]ing,
when did I trade in [C]my bleeding [Dm]heart for a selfish win?

[Verse 4]
Oh, [Dm]but Mother. I've got [Am]Vices like
any oth[G]er [Dm]man.[C]
[Dm]Vices that you're [Am]not used to. V[G]ices that'll
[Dm]make you think less [C]of me.

[Verse 5]
[Dm]Leave me [F]numb. Leave me jaded. [Em]She's [C]a dream,
[Dm]I just play dead.
I've been [F]blessed, I've been hated. [C]She's the con[F]stant,
[Dm]and I'm her addict.
She's the only [F]peace in this world,
uneasy.
[C]While I bite my [Dm]tongue to keep from breaking the
heart that I've [F]spent my whole life seek[C]ing.
The [F]only [Dm]heart I've ever needed.

[Verse 6]
Oh, but Lover. I've got [Am]Vices like
any oth[G]er [Dm]man.[C]
[Dm]Vices that you're [Am]not used to.
[G]Vices that'll [Dm]make you think...
[C]Oh, but [Dm]Lover. I've got [Am]Vices [F]like
[Am]any other ma[G]n.[Dm][C]
[Dm]Vices that you're [Am]not used to. V[G]ices that'll m[Dm]ake you think less
[C]of [Dm]me. L[Am]ess [G]of [Dm]me.[C]

[Interlude 1]
[Dm][Am][G][Dm][C]

[Verse 7]
[Dm]Feeling cold[F], feeling empt[C]y. I am low,
[Dm]unworthy.
Bleed the [F]God. Bleed the blessing.
[Em]Like a vul[C] tur[F]e fe[Dm]asting.
I'll exist as [F]if I don't feel conviction of my
[C]ignorance [Dm]to my perf[G]ect prison.[Dm]
But I feel the [F]stabs on my wrists and
ankles every [C]time [Dm]I try...

[Verse 8]
[Dm]To forget [F]you. To forget
[C]you[F].[Dm]

[Verse 9]
Oh, but [Dm]Jesus. I've [F]got Vices like
any other [C]man.[F][Dm]
Vices that [F]you're so used to. Vices [F]that
won't make [Dm]you think less [Dm]of me.
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