New Bad Habit
I can feel the darkness around me
How to judge a little White Audi
I don’t know how, but you found me (found me)
Yeah, she got my cell and my address
And she’s the reaper in a black dress
Got myself in another miss (another miss)
Blame it on the Whisky
She don’t even miss me
She coming in hot, she a bad bitch
Cutting my hair like a savage
Trading my soul, she can have it
Let me introduce you to my new bad habit
I got a disease, yeah, I got an addiction
I’m down on my knees
Truth is stranger than fiction
If the drugs don’t kill me, then the loneliness will
I wanna breathe you in (breathe you in)
I wanna be your fool (be your fool)
I wanna be your drum
And I wanna lick yours
She coming in hot, she a bad bitch
Cutting my hair like a savage
Trading my soul, she can have it
Let me introduce you to my new bad habit