Habit

I’m never gona let you out of my sight,

Asking for more.

She’s never set you free to roll right,

Till love takes the floor.

Lay down and hold it to the lay line,

Aching you on.

I hope the morning finds you alright,

Cos I’m to the floor.

Come rain, Come hail or storm.

Habit that keeps you out,

Habit that ties you in,

There’ll be no change without change within.

Habit that Keeps you out,

Habit that ties you in,

The same old shit dressed in new skin.

Habit that keeps you out,

Habit that ties you in,

One more round for the ride and the rut you’re in.

Like a fool I stumble over old ground,

I’ll never learn.

Trying to light a spark under the unfound

To watch it all burn.

Come change, come no return.

How comes you keep on the same track as before,

Waiting for fate to sweep you off the floor comes around once again,

But you heard it all before,

Habit’s such a pain,

Pain is such a bore

Bore

Bore

Bore

Bore