Bittersweet - Fuel

Seven sins of wantonness and 
everything that's good is gone 
Sell it all for glory from the peers 
Silicone priestess scratch the back and 
twists the knife to bone 
Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins 

I'm the enemy in the enemies now 

Swallowed the pill 
Drank to the fill 
All these things I carry now 
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now 

Try to hold the wrold there sinking, 
swimming in a paper cup 
Try to own the one beneath the skin 
Held up to the flame 'till singeing 
skin begins to draw and tuck 
Never told there's a chance to win 

What couldn't be, wouldn't be now 

Swallowed the pill 
Drank to the fill 
All these things I carry now 
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now 

Hold your hands up to the sky and try 
so hard to rise above 
But everything is beating down 

Swallowed the pill 
Drank to the fill 
All these things I carry now 
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now