Текст песни Old Habits - Mid City

Old habit split lives
Guess I kinda see how it could buy you some time but honey
Ain't worried, got time
Living half a 'k up of the Miracle Mile but baby

I lost my way I found a few
Notes lying round mate here's a clue
Spend dailies aching over you
But I want I want

I want the old days back
Want my dreams anew
I'd drop that slave boy act
Fuck your point of view
I'd know there's no point me getting through to you
I'd burn it down down down down
(Old habits, split lives)

Old habits, split lives
Seven of these and I'm anyone's bride got me
Stag hunter, feast eyes
Clever was an angle I'd been mulling a while but baby

I lost my way I found a few
Notes lying round mate here's a clue
Spend dailies aching over you
But I want I want

I want the old days back
Want my dreams anew
I'd drop that slave boy act
Fuck your point of view
I'd know there's no point me getting through to you
I'd burn it down down down down
(Old habits split lives,
Old habits split lives,
Old habits split lives, old habits split lives)

I gave up on the kids I gave half to the wife and left
(M-I-M-I-M-I-A)
Now it's possible anyone's point me to death and gone
(K-I-A-I-A-I-A-I)

I cast away my final view
Nobody cares you made the news
But my guess, this feeling's fit for two
And I want I want

I want the old days back
Want my dreams anew I'd drop that slave boy act
Fuck your point of view
I'd know there's no point me getting through to you
I'd burn it down down down down
(Old habits split lives)
I want the old day back
Want the power in me
To wish the flames fall fresh on my enemies
And that there's no point you getting through to me
Coz I've burnt it down down down down down
(Old habits split lives, old habits split lives, old habi