Bad Habits

I’m the one who has the power let me rise from the secretary chair
Move on to a better cycle
Wake up the alarm clock broke down
I’m slow, and its taking my time, I know I’m fossilized I’m made of stone,
Fossilized and full of lies
False alarm and this is nice
I’m calling for deeper times
I’ve got some contradictions up in my head
I’ve gotta push through them
Gotta push them away
I changed my ways decided to take action in my life
My hand moves on its own making ridiculous moves
As I enter the room and I wish for it to stop
Bang my head against the table and you say it’s the end
I’m slow, this is taking my time, I know I’m fossilized
I’ve got some contradictions up in my head I’ve gotta push through them
Gotta push them away… bad habits, bad habits