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Bad habits
We all got habits
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
I ain’t got the good ones
Theres a game called fame
If I don’t win I’ll die
This game is playing my mind
Been thinking about it since five
I ain’t got the good ones
We all got habits
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
My face my face my face
Needs a briefcase
Too cover the sad
Don’t look at me please don’t look at these circles
We all got habits
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
I ain’t got the good ones
I’m ready to die alone
Don’t wanna perish to fake Paris
I’ll die if I don’t see them soon
I’ll die I will die
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
I ain’t got the good ones
We all got habits
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
I ain’t got the good ones
Theres a game called fame
If I don’t win I’ll die
This game is playing my mind
Been thinking about it since five
I ain’t got the good ones
We all got habits
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
My face my face my face
Needs a briefcase
Too cover the sad
Don’t look at me please don’t look at these circles
We all got habits
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
I ain’t got the good ones
I’m ready to die alone
Don’t wanna perish to fake Paris
I’ll die if I don’t see them soon
I’ll die I will die
I’ve got the bad ones
We all got habits
I ain’t got the good ones
We all got habits
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