Habits

It hasn’t rained yet, but it’s coming,
The air is New Orleans in the summer.
Been told I shouldn’t say the places and names,
But if you leave out all the details isn’t everything the same?
We’ve all got bad habits, have some damn good times,
Maybe we broke some hearts and wasted some daylight.
We probably should know better by now,
But old habits die hard, we’re still walking around.
Almost nobody cares about what you feel,
Only what you accomplish becomes real.
Still I’ve been crippled by my anxiety,
But I guess it’s better to be wrong in the pursuit of being free.
We’ve all got bad habits, have some damn good times,
Maybe we broke some hearts and wasted some daylight.
We probably should know better by now,
But old habits die hard, we’re still walking around.
I’ve heard the chains of habit are too weak to be felt,
Until they’re too strong to be broken, but I’m not sure how that helps.
We’ve all got bad habits, have some damn good times,
Maybe we broke some hearts and wasted some daylight.
We probably should know better by now,
But old habits die hard, we’re still walking around.
We’ve all got bad habits, have some damn good times,
Maybe we broke some hearts and wasted some daylight.
We probably should know better by now,
But old habits die hard, we’re still walking around.