Art Of Dying - Vices & Virtues

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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