Addicted to Bad Ideas - The World/Inferno Friendship Society
I wasn't always a monster
I was a prince
Now so broken so
Addicted to bad ideas
And to drugs and to all the beauty
In this world I know
Though I have grown older and graver
The great heart of the world remains ever young
I wasn't always a monster I was a prince
Now so broken so
I wasn't always a monster
I was a saint
Now forgotten so
Addicted to bad ideas and
The blood that runs from my arms
And my eyes and my throat
I have grown older and graver
The great heart of the world remains ever young
Wasn't always a monster I was a prince
Now so broken so
Because I can cause no one to stop me
Cause it makes up for things I lost
To feel your tug at my soul
The sting of your gaze over my face
To live long
Fail and to live long
Fail and to live long
Fail and to live long
Because I can there's no one to stop me
Cause it makes up for things I lost
To feel your tug at my soul
The sting of your gaze over my face
To live long
Fail and to live long
Fail and to live long
Fail and to live long
Because I can
Cause no one can stop me
Cause it makes up for things I lost
Because I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world
Because I can
Cause no one can stop me
Cause it makes up for things I lost
Because I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world
Because I can
Cause no one can stop me
Cause it makes up for things I lost
Because I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world
Because I can
Cause no one can stop me
Cause it makes up for things I lost
Because I'm addicted to bad ideas and all the beauty in this world