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