That's no metaphor,
I’m addicting for a reason:
Denying yourself
Is the only form of treason.

Don’t undermine the moment,
Feel no chagrin.
If it’s what makes you happy,
Rejoice inside of sin.

So what if you’re respected?
Here’s something I divulge…
True living is temptation,
Go ahead and indulge.

Enjoy yourself, go on.
Life shouldn’t be a descent.
Revel in your position,
It inevitably ends in torment.

Many have ignored,
Simplified or condensed that.
It's quite inexorable.
Why struggle against that?

Accept it and grin,
Roll your eyes at the rules,
And every time they turn
Fuckin' kick 'em in the jewels.

Some place a name upon me,
Say that I’m the Devil.
That’s only reassurance
'Cause they know I’m on the level.

And though you call me “sinister”,
“Wicked”, maybe even “evil”
Remember that your God
Is just as guilty for upheaval.

Sure, Heaven suggests
That you be lighter than the sun…
But Heaven’s fuckin’ boring,
And Hell is fuckin’ fun.

The fact is, you’ve been lied to,
Now, it’s time to let that go,
Since I’m don't tell you nothing
You don’t already know.