Holy Vice | Forgive Me Father

Описание: “Her vices reach beyond the pleasures of the flesh. Every chance was unto her a new experience, until she found herself ever in the company of a glass, a bottle, and an ashtray.”

Track - 03
Album: Forgive Me Father

Lyrics:

Ashes on my tongue, I taste confession in the smoke
Glass half empty, half divine — I drink until I choke
Every prayer I whisper sounds like a curse to me
Every sip a memory I swore I’d set free

But the silence is too loud, it calls me by my name
In the mirror, I see a saint too tired to change

Every poison tastes like truth to me
Every burn feels like honesty
I light another match to chase the dark away
Just to find it’s me who fades
Holy vice, my faith misplaced
I keep kneeling to the same old pain

Lipstick stains on the rim, ghosts of what I’ve been
Every drag a sermon, every breath a sin
I swore I’d stop, but I still crave the flame
Redemption feels too quiet without the shame

So I drink to feel alive, I smoke to feel the fall
And every time I promise, I’m just lying to it all

Every poison tastes like truth to me
Every burn feels like honesty
I light another match to chase the dark away
Just to find it’s me who fades
Holy vice, my faith misplaced
I keep kneeling to the same old pain

[Bridge]
Heaven never spoke to me — the bottle always did
The fire in my throat’s the only warmth that lives
If grace won’t take me, let the sin forgive
I’m still breathing, that must mean I still believe

[Final Chorus]
Every poison tastes like truth to me
Every burn feels like honesty
I keep chasing halos through the haze
But I’m the one who stays
Holy vice, my sweetest ache
I keep kneeling —
and nothing breaks.