Alcoa
old habits
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Iâve got these pains I keep in my chest
With the smoke I keep breathing in
Old habits I canât quit
Like trying to stop my heart, keep it from breaking
I start it then I stop
And I start up again
Iâve got these empty hands,
Canât hold on to nothing
Strike a match and to my lips,
Old habits I canât quit
Like my old parlour tricks,
Trying to catch your attention
We start and then we stop,
And we wonât ever talk again
Iâve got secrets I couldnât keep
All the pretty girls want to take them from me