Dream weaving into a sunken chest It will take more, than love games to break The bad habit, the bad habit You let down, you let it all go For what fool? You let down? So what now, sit here and let you drown For what fool? I’m let down Clear warning of your indulgent knife Bleeding light into your hollow attempt to quell This bad habit, bad habit You let down, you let it all go For what fool? You let down? So what now, sit here and let you drown For what fool? I’m let down This isn’t the first time, this isn’t the first You do what is pleasing Think, thinking Only of what comes around fast, fast But, this has shaken enough to lose my grip You let down, you let it all go For what fool? You let down? So what now, sit here and let you drown For what fool? I’m let down