Addicted to Bad Ideas

Lyrics

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 Though 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 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 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