I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love 

This is the first set of words that I'll pick to these chords
To identify me and the blood [bad word] through the veins in my arms
Pumped from my heart
That holds hope in one chamber and hate in the other

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger we all have our love 

Father-less is how I prefer to be known
At 6 years young I was left all on my own
The son of a full time working mother
And a molester for a father who lives in the prison for home

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware.
Because I can barely breathe with your weight on my chest
And I'm so [bad word] sick of being ashamed of my own flesh

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

We all