You're still my bad habit, &I'm still an addict ~

Your lyin' eyes gonna take you right, so listen up: Don't make a fight.
Your talk is cheap; you're not a man. You're throwin stones to hide your hands but they say the sky's the limit and to me thats really true, and my friends you have seen nothin'
Just wait 'til I get through . . .


Because;

I'm bad