Sloth keeps me tied, glued to his bed
Asleep in a pool of my own sweat
Living through the lies that run through my head
Wait long enough, you’ll find me dead.
Greed means I’ll never be happy
For you see, I will always want more
More cars, more cash, more pretty things
There is naught I will forego.
Gluttony makes me indulgent
Nothing is ever enough
Not the meat, nor the wine, nor the cake
And now I can’t lift myself up.
Envy, my green-eyed monster
Casts its evil eye on you
I want your man, your hair, your life
And your red stilettos too.
Lust burns hot right through my veins
Making me want you oh so bad
Soon everything else is forgotten
So in nine months, you’ll be a dad.
Pride tells me I am never wrong
I refuse to compromise
I stick my nose up in the air
And treat you all like flies.
Rage surges fast inside of me
Wild, explosive, red
Spilling over like a volcano
It makes me wish you dead.
They lurk within every one of us
These seven deadly sins
And try as we might to ward them off
Every now and then, they win.