Beneath Habits

Something pulled me out of bed, What it was I can only guess So I grabbed my ink-stained pad I wrote down what I heard best, "Boy, leave no stone unturned" "Boy, don't be afraid of the dirt" I've buried myself beneath habits So she left me for a warmer bed Well, what's wrong with sleeping on my own? Something crashed into the lake, But nobody wants to swim when they're grown Now, I don't care if I'm understood Now, I'm just tired of this heart of wood I've buried myself beneath habits Yesterday you were in a jet talking self care Today they found you unresponsive, ODed on... Ah to hell with it, it don't matter what All I know is that you finally had enough And now what? What's your band supposed to do? What's your family going through? I hope your fans don't follow suite I don't know what it feels like to suffer like you You were just flying from your point of view But your wax melted 'cause you flew where you shouldn't now At max speed you fell down to the sea How? Another Icarus that just didn't know better Didn't know But it ain't just famous rappers that struggle to share their truth I know a man just in the other room Trying to touch the sun too But I swear to god if you turn that habit over, Get a magnifying glass, you'll find your answer, Casanova You'll find your answer, Casanova So you fell apart last night Well now, what you gonna do next? I know you hate reading old books, But there's a thing or two in a sacred text Free, set free you to yourself You're free to rely upon yourself I've buried myself beneath habits But what lies beneath these habits?