Armored Saint - An Exercise In Debauchery lyrics

He never k**ed anyone but he hurt some Body's feelings once Pushed in the corner with his shame dressed Up like a dunce Is it crowth or decay when You peel off the skin Magazines dvds jeez Where heve you been Easy to spot the perverts today They're ripe like low hanging fruit Keep dirty secrets tucked away or lie and Murder all with the truth An exercise in debauchery If all's revealed a grim catastrophe Bizarro ways ends up in misery It's an exercise in debauchery You won't care about this later When you're finished I'm sure You need to figure things out But your vision's a blur Will you come out of this phase Is what I ask of myself It's your addiction to smut man You really need help Hard not to run from creeps today They're cross so give him the boot You claim your actions are Safe and sound But that's not getting down to the root No it's an exercise in debauchery Hanging out with ugly company We should talk and deal accordingly With your exercise in debauchery In fairness and kidding aside Your choices are something to hide In fairness it's painful to watch Won't be there the day you get caught You're hiding behind the sun Look at what you've become When darkness gives way to glare You'll be there Beware An exercise in debauchery If all's revealed a grim catastrophe Bizarro ways a form of sorcery It's an exercise in debauchery