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