Still hurting
And I track my tears on the ceiling
But they never drop down and I'm dreaming
Why?
Still calling
And I blame it all on my temper
Keep that eight-track running till it's splintered
There's nothing like a habit that you can't quit
Every night, loss of innocence
(Keep that eight-track running till it's
Keep that eight-track)
There's nothing like a habit that you can't quit
Every night, loss of innocence
(Keep that eight-track running till it's
Keep that eight-track)
Put that needle on that record
Play that eight-track till it's splintered
Till I'm lost, until I'm lost
You don't have to stay forever
Be my passion, be my pleasure
Till I'm lost, until I'm lost
And I'm searching
Every inch of you for attention
And I'd drink it all down in a second
I...
I'm hoping
That you'll see right past my ego
Let the film run out, play the sequel
There's nothing like a habit that you can't quit
Every night, loss of innocence
There's nothing like a habit that you can't quit
Every night, loss of innocence
Put that needle on that record
Play that eight-track till it's splintered
Till I'm lost, until I'm lost
You don't have to stay forever
Be my passion, be my pleasure
Till I'm lost, until I'm lost
No, I'm not used to missing your touch
'Cause I'm not used to needing your love
Put that needle on that record
Stay lost in eighteen, daydream
Chuck Taylors, LSD, I'm lost
Lost in that habit that I can't quit
See your name, I lose my innocence
Stay lost in eighteen, daydream
Chuck Taylors, LSD, and I'm lost
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