Old Habits

Old habit split lives Guess I kinda see how it could buy you some time but honey Ain't worried, got time Living half a 'k up of the Miracle Mile but baby I lost my way I found a few Notes lying round mate here's a clue Spend dailies aching over you But I want I want I want the old days back Want my dreams anew I'd drop that slave boy act Fuck your point of view I'd know there's no way I'm getting through to you I'd burn it down down down down Old habits, split lives Old habits, split lives Seven of these and I'm anyone's bride got me Stag hunter, feast eyes Clever was an angle I'd been mulling a while but baby I lost my way I found a few Notes lying round mate here's a clue Spend dailies aching over you But I want I want I want the old days back Want my dreams anew I'd drop that slave boy act Fuck your point of view I'd know there's no way I'm getting through to you I'd burn it down down down down Old habits split lives Old habits split lives Old habits split lives Old habits split lives I gave up on the kids I gave half to the wife and left (M-I-M-I-M-I-A) Now it's possible anyone's point me to death and gone (K-I-A-I-A-I-A-I) I cast away my final view Nobody cares you made the news But my guess, this feeling's fit for two And I want I want I want the old days back Want my dreams anew I'd drop that slave boy act Fuck your point of view I'd know there's no way I'm getting through to you I'd burn it down down down down Old habits split lives I want the old day back Want the power in me To wish the flames fall fresh on my enemies And that there's no point you getting through to me Coz I've burnt it down down down down down Old habits split lives Old habits split lives Old habits split lives Old Habits split lives