Responsible for my voice
But I gotta admit
Sometimes my tongue makes a choice
Under control of the gin
I want to wrap myself in death and destruction
I want to infiltrate the pain of seduction
Long enough
To see the beauty in discipline
Discipline
Now I’m 27
And I’m on my way to the club
Entry guaranteed
But the line is taking too long
I want to exercise
My right to feel nothing
I want to liberate myself
To be corrupted
Long enough
To see the beauty in discipline
Discipline
I was drunk driving my car
Then I woke up
Next to a bottle of Jose Cuervo
Red zone Aelma and Vine I was thinking
I don’t know my rights
Wait
I want to exercise my right to feel lonely
Long enough
To see the beauty in discipline
Discipline
