Текст песни Vice and Virtue - Steve Thompson

I fear the window of our patience
Is closing too soon
They've got an everlasting pretense
They apply to you
And you know
It's all a reflection of
Their soul

It will drive you
Out of your mind
Straddled across the line
They define you
Measuring up
All of the vices and virtues

You've lost the grasp on how to handle
The walls closing in
The comforts you might have adopted
They're calling sins
But you know
They've got a collection of
Their own

It will drive you
Out of your mind
Straddled across the line
They define you
Measuring up
All of the vices and virtues

It will drive you
Out of your mind
Straddled across the line
They define you
Measuring up
All of the vices and virtues