Bad Habits

I got bad habits I ain't letting them go I might overdose on meds And Imma smoke 'till I choke Got purple lines up in my cup Think I been moving too slow Been coughing on the nicotine These Spirits burning too slow What a waste I been waiting out the time you see Contemplating suicide over my misery And as these days keep passing by I still don't feel nothing And when I wake up I can still hear all the vultures sing Little space in my room And I know it's a mess I been stressed, depressed And lately a bit fucked in the head Tryna listen to these people Not the voice in my head But still I think of dying out Let that despite what you said I got I ain't letting them go I might overdose on meds And Imma smoke 'till I choke Got purple lines up in my cup Think I been moving too slow I got bad habits I ain't letting them go I might overdose on meds And Imma smoke 'till I choke Got purple lines up in my cup Think I been moving too slow Been coughing on the nicotine These Spirits burning too slow