Sally Boy – Bad Habits Lyrics

 

Bad Habits Sally Boy Lyrics

Bad Habits Lyrics

 

Bad Habits Lyrics by Sally Boy

 

One, two, three, four

Vodka mixed with Sprite
Next to tennis shoes
Maybe I just made another night
Out of missing you, I’m bad at being lonely
Quick to cut my jeans but not to call me
(But it’s fine I guess it’s nothing new)
Emptying my thoughts to the clinical
Quick reply then take another line of residual
Make believe a motive
Poppa always said it wasn’t worth it, yeah,
yeah, yeah

Lose another night to the chemicals
Compensate for serotonin lacked it’s a ritual
Can’t believe I made it to your bed that’s a
miracle
Could we fight when morning comes I said
I’m sorta miserable

My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad habits
My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad habits

Empty eyed I’m starin’ at the moon (Sad as
fuck)
I be whippin’ out a rubber for my tool
Got on polo socks
Coogie whip baby keep it orthodox
Faragam my feet like it’s Bordeaux

Flawless to get
Breathing your pheromone, leading my lips to
your neck
Honestly, I feel exhausted
Often, we should call this
(But I’m callin’ you tonight)

My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad habits
My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad habits
(Got a lot of bad habits)

My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad
My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad habits
My bad, my bad
Got a lot of bad habits