Kick the Habit - eleventyseven

My lips like wicks are burning

Guess now I can’t unlearn it

This tribal fire like an empire of tables turning

I’m breathing in my question

Exhaling my direction

You say you like my discretion

But you love the little cracks in my display

The way your finger lingers in my brain

All the wayward teeth you meet that love to eat

This tragic magic in my brain

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back

Rip this sound out of the static

Dramatically emphatic

Was hiding skeletons in closets now I’m filling attics

Somehow you’re still here living

Off of my indecision

This mis-addiction is mixing fiction

With simple little facts that you reframe

The way you make the savage seem so tame

All the complicated things that breach my dreams

And make my price and vice the same

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back

I should know by now

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back

I should know by now when I’m kicking the habit

The habit kicks back