The Vice

We spend our days wasting away
The time we have
Consuming what attracts the
Mind of a child
Limbs sag the cells they all deplete
Processed like meat
Breaking apart the essence
Of what life breeds

Bound by what will give me joy
Two seconds of feeble entertainment
Why are we all so sustained
By things that seem so deconstructive
Why are we all entertained
Our vices are cancer of the human mind

By feeding off what we intake
We cast our mold
Monogamous to self destruction
Breeding sinners
LCD the mind's disease
Keeping the peace
Striving for excellence is
Dead in my dreams

Bound by what will give me joy
Two seconds of feeble entertainment

Why are we all so sustained
By things that seem so deconstructive
Why are we all entertained
Our vices are cancer of the human mind