We're creatures of habit Chasing the thrill Thrive on the madness And shoot for the kill Just to get off Were creatures of habit We try to be pure With all of our excess Were still insecure When will it stop So will we Justify all the lies Until were satisfied Gratify paralyzed Cause we know We wont stop until the flesh gets fed Were creatures of habit All for the fame Take for the pleasure And personal gain When will we learn So will we Justify all the lies Until were satisfied Gratify paralyzed Cause we know We wont stop until the flesh gets fed Someday we’ll look back and see all our wrongs Then we’ll say, oh my God look what we have done