zach cook - Bad Habits Cant Break

I got bad habits I can't break
Im a addict looking for an escape
Gotta have it, just can't wait
These bad habits, I can't shake
I'm never high enough, no matter how much I take

Life of a junkie, what could you take from me
I'm living hungry, no water and winter is coming
Hate the way money, is all that people are wanting
All this psychological discussion, gotta mean something... Goodwill hunting
Your think I'm no good for nothing
According to everyone's assumption
Im wishing, that I was able to forget it
I wish I could live with it
But the truth is I won't accept it can't admit it
All the pieces are missing, or maybe I just got the wrong puzzle trying to fit them
Thank God for the people who loved me when I thought they didn't
I wouldn't be anything without the people that's in it
How many times can a man be forgiven
70 Times 7 does that mean 490 or no limit
Thank God for the Christian
To give my life to God was the beginning of making the right decision
And until I die I'm on a mission
For a better today helping others lost on the way from the streets to the prison
Alot of things from childhood are lost but I find myself still learning from it
The simple things we been given are the most difficult for us to make the best of it
The clothes and the food, that we forget with gratitude
The kindness in our attitude
Time we don't make, and prayers we Think but don't make our way too
The prayers we do say but don't have enough faith thinking God will help us do
Life has us all looking confusing
One wrong turn becomes ongoing and all your doing
Who's the director of your movie
So busy complaining bout how fast the world is moving.
That you lived standing still when you couldve begin a movement
Now let's influence, the way we wanted to be but nobody came to us
Finally decide I can't live with it
And who knows what only God knows
Who knows what nobody shows
Everybody got something they gotta let it go
But rather withhold , afraid of judgement to their soul
All people care about money, power, control
I use to hide it well, now it's not that hard to tell
I use to like it to sell, before it led to jail
Now I'm the same person I was deserving hell, destined to fail
100 Dollar bond couldn't post bail
Paranoid i manage it but for real I'm not all there
Schizo and losing my wits though obviously people talk bout it
Even though I don't share
Living in my own house terrified and scared

Written by:
Zachary Cook

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