BAD HABITS

Sometimes I prefer to reflect

Instead of taking the torches to the streets

Sometimes I prefer to be quiet

Instead of to make a vile trick or treat

Are my bad habits again

I’m sorry, I will not fall in line

Are my bad habits again

I love feed them and for me they are fine

Sometimes I prefer to laugh

Instead of feeling offended and cry

Sometimes I prefer to learn

Instead of select living in a lie

Are my bad habits again

I’m sorry, I will not fall in line

Are my bad habits again

I love feed them and for me they are fine

Sometimes I prefer to hear you

Instead of censoring all your shit words

Sometimes I prefer turn a blind eye

Instead of throwing my terms to the world

Are my bad habits again

I’m sorry, I will not fall in line

Are my bad habits again

I love feed them and for me they are fine

To eat meat and to be bad

To smoke, not use canvas bags

To enjoy sex and not fear what they say

One more nip, fight in mud, mold of clay

All my fucking bad habits are my way

Sometimes I prefer to fuck you

Instead of looking sensitive and polite

Sometimes I prefer to kill myself

Instead of putting up with you all night

Are my bad habits again...