expert of well known vices   (my most horrible thoughts)   found me sleeping in seeds   (are a result of sobriety)   whisked me away   (you still found me here)   to the crossroads   (lying on broken bulbs)      somehow he knew my fantasies   i'd been living like an animal   making deals with leeches and wolves   hoping my soul still had some worth   so i could stay loud    and live for free   master of well known vices   been living in my shadow for a while now   nipping at my heels   and breathing down my neck   none of this is real,    but still you're there   breathing down my neck       he said,   "dig deep and then sell to the shallow   then you can take,   take whatever you please"      it all seemed like a dream   but i've been feeling fuckin empty   i'll dig deep, sell to the shallow