- published: 29 Apr 2016
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Vice is a practice or a behavior or habit considered immoral, depraved, or degrading in the associated society. In more minor usage, vice can refer to a fault, a defect, an infirmity, or merely a bad habit. Synonyms for vice include fault, depravity, sin, iniquity, wickedness, and corruption. The modern English term that best captures its original meaning is the word vicious, which means "full of vice". In this sense, the word vice comes from the Latin word vitium, meaning "failing or defect". Vice is the opposite of virtue.
Depending on the country or jurisdiction, vice crimes may or may not be treated as a separate category in the criminal codes. Even in jurisdictions where vice is not explicitly delineated in the legal code, the term vice is often used in law enforcement and judicial systems as an umbrella for crimes involving activities that are considered inherently immoral, regardless of the legality or objective harm involved.
In the United Kingdom, the term vice is commonly used in law and law enforcement to refer to criminal offenses related to prostitution and pornography. In the United States, the term is also used to refer to crimes related to gambling, alcohol, and drugs.
You can't see me behind the door
I just heard everything you said
You call him
You're saying all the things you used to say to me
Who is he
I never thought you'd drop that avalanche on me
And be unfaithful
These hotel walls are paper thin
I'm going out
Seven seven with the lime will keep me safe
Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head
The lies that I've been fed
Throw it back behind my lips the pain is gone
Line em up and knock em down the night goes on
and on and on to let me cope with this disaster
I'm seven deep
Long brown hair and blue eyes
Looking right at me
Who is she
I never thought I'd ever think of stepping out
I'll fight this temptation
This crowded bar is full of sin
I'm going out
Seven seven with the lime will keep me safe
Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head
The lies that I've been fed
Throw it back behind my lips the pain is gone
Line em up and knock em down the night goes on
and on and on to let me cope with this disaster
I'm not coming home tonight
I'd rather sleep on the street
I'm not coming home to you
I won't sleep with the devil
[x3]
On this city street I'll rest my head tonight
I'm going out!
Seven seven with the lime will keep me safe
Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head
The lies that I've been fed
Throw it back behind my lips the pain is gone
Line em up and knock em down the night goes on