Bree Gearhart - Bad Habit Тексты

Vice is the price of love that bites
An overwhelming pull of inner fights
And struggles to shake thoughts that keep us awake
But dear you're good at it
So go ahead and take
I don't wanna let this go
I wasn't out searching for you, it just happened
Won't you be my bad habit
Vice is the price of love that bites
An overwhelming pull of inner fights
And struggles to shake thoughts that keep us awake
But dear you're good at it
So go ahead and take
I don't wanna let this go
I wasn't out searching for you, it just happened
Won't you be my bad habit
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