Lyrics:
in the belly the promise we keep
Relentless spirit refusing to break
Each win becomes fuel a hunge
We make it a habit grind in the night
Eyes
Guess I got a real bad habit of killin' 'em all for the taste
It's a life so savage, where all of your prayers go to waste
Take me by the hand,
Don't pass me by
Without a drop
Just step across
And fill my cup
Gimme more
It's not enough
Rejuvenate me
Fuel me up
Running drier
undecided on which way I should go
I don't know!
I've been invited but I just can't make it
Got too excited and I just can't take it
My fuel ignited, got too
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
jewels, I want your drugs
Don't want your money, want your love
I admit that my habit's expensive
And you may find it, quite offensive
But I won't die
Candle on fire, I’m putting you out
Maybe tonight we could be the last shout
But I'm fascinated by your style
Feeling instead of being
The more that
[Intro]
Caution fuel
Caution fuel
Caution fuel
Caution fuel
[Strophe 1]
Somewhere downtown you'll hear a scream
Some fainted kid went to extremes
to know old habits die hard
Give it up
Remember what I said
That kind of lovin' used to happen every day
Temptation makes a fool out of us all
I made
habits die hard
Give it up
Remember what I said
That kind of lovin' used to happen every day
Temptation makes a fool out of us all
I made my up
It had
A lot of bad habits
A lot of bad habits
Yeah
A lot of bad habits
A lot of bad habits
Yeah
A lot of bad habits
I lost balance
But I'm back for a sec
Loss of ambition
Fooled by superstition
I am awoken
My dreams lay broken
Idle ears misunderstanding
But scholars are so demanding
Eye of the beholder
band
We won't talk about the habits
Just the music and the man, that's all
Now Hank, you just got to tell me
Did your daddy really write all them
fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha
all alone, fuel to the fire
Melody wrote, chorus is choir
I know you're real in my eyes
Stay still in the night, one day you'll be by my side
I'm not
and Roll
Two, three hours done passed us by
Altitude dropped to five oh five
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let's get on home before we run out of gas
to dry
Enslave ourself, to the high and fall to pieces
Play for power.. pay with your life
By the hour.. Sacrifice!
To fight
Through the pain!
Because
Looks and youth ain't everything
Experience is a quality that counts for a lot
The sad thing 'bout experience is by
The time you've got it
It's
just like me
I should've known by the look in his eyes
We looked at the same guys
That's when I realized
No hands will hold me
I'll always be
I'm sentimental
So I walk in the rain
I've got some habits
Even that I can't explain
Could start for the corner
Turn up in Spain
Why try to change me
raised by a addict with money in the attic.
Got goons while you at it at
This present time I'm out of my mind and that's a habit,
Still got them
Up and down, they're nodding
Heads are moving up and down, you got it
Everybody stand in line
One by one, take a hit, join the club
Kids will try
years back by a road shack where the boys cut cane
First taste so sweet knocked me off of my feet like a freight train
Now, I'm all broke down not even
His embrace, a fortress
It fuels me and places
A skeleton of trust
Right beneath us
Bone by bone
Stone by stone
If you ask yourself
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