When I open my mouth
All these thoughts come out
But
Words cannot express
What I am thinking about
So I sit down
A blank stare across my face
My gaze cuts like diamonds
This routine malaise

I get the urge to lose touch

I get the urge to lose touch

I get the urge to lose touch
Jump up on this table
My past is just a story
My future is a fable

Oh it’s you
So much to lose
If I spoke the truth to you
What would you do?

I got a bad, bad habit baby
I got a bad, bad habit baby
I got a bad, bad habit baby

If I spoke the truth to you
What would you do?

If I ever lose control
Will my dreams still console me?
Will I ever be the image of your liking
Truth is I never found you that exciting
Here I go
I know the future can be enlightening
Here I go
I know the future can be enlightening
Here I go
I know the future can be enlightening
Changing off these chains, though
It has been so enlightening

I’ve got a bad, bad habit baby