Could you point me towards

a quiet garthering

Full of bugs and holes

Where any words said to you

Holds a liquored , puzzled truth

It's just a habit

It's just a habit

It's just a habit

If i slur a bit

It's just because i'm confusd

Don't think much of it

My days belong to you

If you are kind

my nights can too

It's just a habit

It's just a habit

It's just a habit