Bad Habit

Dream weaving into a sunken chest
It will take more, than love games to break
The bad habit, the bad habit

You let down, you let it all go
For what fool? You let down?
So what now, sit here and let you drown
For what fool?
I’m let down

Clear warning of your indulgent knife
Bleeding light into your hollow attempt to quell
This bad habit, bad habit

You let down, you let it all go
For what fool? You let down?
So what now, sit here and let you drown
For what fool?
I’m let down

This isn’t the first time, this isn’t the first
You do what is pleasing
Think, thinking
Only of what comes around fast, fast
But, this has shaken enough to lose my grip

You let down, you let it all go
For what fool? You let down?
So what now, sit here and let you drown
For what fool?
I’m let down