Habit(at) Lyrics

Look at you

A perfect species

Knee deep in the mud

Safe and sound

Hunted down

Domesticate to a point where

There's no point and nothing really counts now

Habitat

It's the perfect caveat

Rat me out

Or I'll claw my way out

Take heed the glaring symptoms, or let the sickness grow

All you can eat

But tough to swallow

Gets stuck down your throat

Spit it out

Or let it rot

Habitat

It's the perfect caveat

Rat me out

Or I'll claw my way out

Take heed the glaring symptoms, or let the sickness grow

I might be sick, in veritas

Fed and fucked for tonight it was

Even safe we find a choice

I can't keep still or so it seems

I redirect it to botany

And this shit is growing old

I might be sick, in veritas

Fed and fucked for tonight it was

Even safe we find a choice

I can't keep still or so it seems

I redirect it to botany

And this shit is growing old