Lyrics

Old Habits
By Eryn Michel
eryn@erynmichel.com

Old habits don’t die
They just find new life
In that church down the street
Or with your neighbor’s wife
In the scars that you earn
In the lessons you learn
Old habits, they never die

The weight of your dreams
And the weight of your vices
Both feel the same when you’re trying to fly
Between our distractions and all our devices
What a wonder we look to the sky
‘Cause old habits, they never die

Old habits don’t die
They’re like an old friend
Who stayed out their welcome
But you can’t put an end
To the truth that they tell
The lies that they sell
Old habits, no, they just won’t die

The weight of your dreams
And the weight of your vices
Both feel the same when you’re trying to fly
Between our distractions and all our devices
What a wonder we ever try
‘Cause old habits, they never die

Tonight, your weakness waits
With a welcome embrace,
Tomorrow, you’ll find the cure
So you tuck yourself in
‘Til you can’t feel the spin
Of the earth in your chest anymore

Old habits don’t die
They don’t even sleep
They fill up your lungs
Like the air that you breathe
Like the glass that you fill
You fight it, but still
Old habits, they never die
Old habits, they never die

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