Bad Habit

To fall into divide is all we know If the tide was not so high we wouldn't choke I mistook the fraying ends for solemn tones But nothing ends at all Inside my head's the only wall Because I have a bad habit of it Taking my foot and putting it where my mouth is I never had what I wanted to give Maybe the past is always taken to clear out some room The pain is on loop I can't keep coming undone. To grow and climb the vine is all we found That helped us get our feet off of the ground I can twist and I can turn to fall asleep But my dreams have twisted off I can't turn my thoughts at all Because I have a bad habit of it Taking my heart and putting it where my sleeve is I never had what I wanted to give Maybe the past is always taken to clear out some room The pain is on loop I can't keep coming undone. How can I find my peace See the ghost let it leave How can I open my eyes See the dust, let it rise Because I have a bad habit of it Taking my mind and putting it where the gutter is