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VERSE 1
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Things of convenience will hit us back
As the things that make it easy never last
Though I wonder what life would be like without it,
I know I'll always be inevitably stuck in this tarpit

We take moments for granted and run off our fears
Pretty soon, we're just simply passing through all the years
Then we only feel pain and have no more room for tears
Feeling like a fake, almost like another Billy Shears

Living in a world of dependency is a horrid one to bear
Those who do look up from their holes and see nothing there
Try to find a way out and it makes them feel far more than scared
And it seems like their lives are leading to nothing but despair

We're all...

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CHORUS
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Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts
We're all caught in a web
Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts
Lying in empty beds
Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts
We're all stuck in our heads
Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts
We're all already dead

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VERSE 2
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Living cosmically on another plane
Confusing as can be
So trapped within all our pleasures, that we can barely even see
On our own we stand, trynna break from all of our habits
If it's not a drug, it's our ways of feeling like rabbits

Or like Babylon
All these people falling into witches spells
Can show you lower depths of the most facetious hells
Or make you question your reality in which you don't rebel
Are we all asleep, or just too damn sedated to even tell?

You're all...

Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts...
Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts...
Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts...
Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts...

We're all...

(CHORUS)

(Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts)
We're all stuck in our heads
(Pleasure addicts, pleasure addicts)
We're all already dead...