With a Knee jerk reaction
And no thought or compassion
You set all this in motion
In the path of the father
In the arms of another
On the road to disaster
It’s just a habit
Who am I to decide?
What is wrong?
What is right?
A little while, a little while
All of life’s a distraction
Paper trail and collections
Flesh and blood are forgotten
Waking up to discover
How I miss you my brother
And I hope you recover
Talk to me
You keep holding on to what you want to believe
And what I perceive is a lie
But if it’s just a habit, then you and I will never learn
What it means to survive
Well…
I ain’t no sinner boy
I ain’t no back street boy
The world’s come crushing down on me
With all that we’ve been through
And are so accustomed to
I ain’t no sinner boy
It’s just a habit
You and I will never learn
What it means to survive
It’s just a habit
You and I will never learn
To burn, To burn, to burn through