Em Respeito ao Vício

I don't like the things I see
My greatest wish, I don't know what it would be
I can't think of anything I want
Other than the first beer of the day

Today I'm sure I like the empty bar way more
I start out sitting at the table but always end up on the curb
I socialize pretty well, but I avoid it whenever I can
'Cause I know even the smallest friction can trigger a mechanism

Better leave things as they are around here
So I don't have to count on fate
I can't really blame the killer in a lot of cases I've seen

Horrible world, despicable people, who am I supposed to justify myself to?
So hard, out of respect for the vice, to leave the comfort of the bar

I don't know if what I think is right
Or if I start from a bad judgment
'Cause half the world I don't want around
And the other half I pity

I didn't make this world so bad
But maybe I help make it worse
I must be a monster without mercy
'Cause honestly, I just don't care

Horrible world, despicable people, who am I supposed to justify myself to?
So hard, out of respect for the vice, to leave the comfort of the bar