Текст песни Worst Habit - Troi Irons

Popped you into my head like a VCR machine
Swallowed you up in my heart though I knew you weren't clean
Lost track of my direction, all messed up
Such a pretty little nightmare, all dressed up like

Mystery, a taste of freedom
Now I've got you all in me

You're my worst habit, you're never really gone
You're my worst habit, I never knew it was wrong
You're my worst habit, your ghost is in my walls
You're my worst habit, never should have started at all

Hanging up on your strings like a marionette
It's like I'm running in place trying to get ahead
Paint me how you see me and I'll do the same
I notice too late I'm going up in flames, it's

Mystery, a taste of freedom
Now I've got you all in me

You're my worst habit, you're never really gone
You're my worst habit, I never knew it was wrong
You're my worst habit, your ghost is in my walls
You're my worst habit, never should have started at all

Won't you let me down, let me down easy
I don't know how far I'll fall
Won't you let me go, let me go easy
'Cause I almost gave it all
Away, away
Cause I can't seem to screen your calls

You're my worst habit, you're never really gone
You're my worst habit, I never knew it was wrong
You're my worst habit, your ghost is in my walls
You're my worst habit, never should have started at all