Bad Habits

by Kensington Gardens

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1.
Well, I wake up a little fucked up Every single morning I see that I'm in a rut But I pour a cup of coffee into that stained cup Smoke a cigarette and say, "enough is enough" But I'm sorta addicted to these white pills I don't know what they're for, but I love cheap thrills I wish I could stop, 'cause I know it kills But it's the only thing that makes me feel filled Oh, yeah, enough is enough Well, I wake up and I stay in bed There's so much shit going on in my head I have to go to work, but I'll stay home instead Sometimes I wonder if I'm better off dead And could you call it poetry? The fact that every day I find myself starving And could you capture it in a painting? Me every night crying my self to sleep Oh, yeah, enough is enough Well, I've got a bad habit and it's killing me I'm such a shitty person, but it's all I know how to be I wish I could stop, but the fall's so steep I've got my head underwater and it feels so deep But every time I wake up, I say enough is enough Well, I know it's kinda early for alcohol But I'm gonna drink whiskey till the floor I fall It's not like I'm worried that anyone will call Everybody's out and they're having a ball So I'll sit and I'll drink And I'm too fucked to think Further and further and further I sink I think I'm on the brink and Every time I turn on the news It always gives me the blues Wars goin' on and people dyin' Murderers on the loose and mothers cryin' And it makes me feel useless Makes me feel weak I turn my head and I can't even speak 'Cause how am I supposed to help everybody else? When I can't get out of bed and help myself and I've got a bad habit and it's eating me alive I'm such a piece of shit, how could you call this a life? When every single thing causes hell and strife And everything I love makes me feel dead inside and I've got a bad habit Enough is enough A bad habit Enough is enough Fuck it
2.
Oh, nicotine I haven't seen you in, oh, three weeks I wonder if you're missing me The way I'm missing you, oh, nicotine I promised her I'd quit you someday That day has come now and you must go away I never thought that it would be like this Life without you is meaningless Goddamnit, nicotine My love carcinogenic Queen Without you it's hard to sleep It'd be smoke and mirrors if I said you weren't always in my dreams I miss the way you felt on my lips Fit right between my fingertips If only I could get a breath of you I may be good for a minute or two I never thought that'd I'd become obsessed But I'm addicted to you nonetheless My friends all ask if you skipped town But I know you're hanging out with them when I'm not around You're hot, you're cool, you're fucking burning me You're long and slender, oh, you're so sexy You turn me on with your apathy Oh, you're killing me Darling, nicotine Oh, darling, nicotine I'm getting angry I'll cause a scene Wish you'd come rescue me Won't you help me? Pretty please Oh, nicotine
3.
Pretty Odd 04:33
We would stay up all night Writing stupid sad songs 'Bout all we did wrong We would stay out all night Walking around downtown Flipping off everything around And we were doing drugs And we were drinking up Ask anyone, we didn't give a fuck We were pretty odd Pretty odd We were a pretty odd couple of kids You were Kurt And I was Billie It didn't make much sense to me But you were everything That I was looking for My best friend and so much more And we were getting high And we were smoking to die Call us hypocrites, doing anything we could to stay alive Playing pool And guitar At our favorite bars In trees singing rock and roll Listening to Christmas music Getting screwed by the same bitch And I take the blame for everything I want to let you know that I am sorry And if I could turn back time I would make everything right Talking shit and acting tough But I didn't hug you enough Such an angry, sad haze But those were my glory daze
4.
Drowning in the bathtub in a pool of my own tears The magazines are floating among the empty beers And the television's on, the same movie just replays I know it's your favorite, I haven't turned it off for days and The record player's playing inside the other room The vinyl keeps on scratching and it tells of my own doom And I can't go on like this, I'm here soaking in my own fucking piss And I can't stand to live like this every empty day And oh, the nightmares keep on calling And I just keep falling And your voice is stalling I can't rise above the pain And the dream is just awaiting On the other side And I can't seem to open My own two eyes I bet your lips are touching and your hands will do the same You promised not to go wild, but I doubt you will stay tame I will miss the love we made on the living room floor When sex was just an accessory of the love that meant so much more All the sex and drugs and rock and roll My greatest loves, I took my toll And after every story I've been told I finally understand the role In life there's complications And everybody takes them And though we'll piss and moan We all will die with them
5.
Life Sucks 04:41
Life would suck But not as much If I had been a better friend If I had been a better husband Life would suck But not as much If I had been a better son If I hadn't packed my things and run Life would suck Life would suck But not as much If I had been more loving And been less controlling Life would suck But not as much If I hadn't been so angry Then maybe I could've saved me Life would suck And when I lie awake tonight I'll think of all the things that I haven't done right Too tired to fight Heave a big sigh and tell myself goodnight Life would suck But not as much If I had put in a bit more effort Just to make sure that you're not hurt Life would suck But not as much If I had really tried But that child in me has died Life would suck And I wish I could say better late than never But I can't seem to think that way Fucked up once and now it's over And it will always be this way My life sucks and it's all my fault Wish I could blame anyone else But I know I'd be lying to myself My life sucks and it's all my fault It's all irreversible now Nothing will ever be the same But I'll go on somehow Life would suck But not as much If I had been a better friend If I had been a better husband Life sucks

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A small collection of songs from 2013-2019 refecting on my mistakes, regrets, and bad habits.

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released September 13, 2019

Bryce McArdle: vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, ukelele, cajon, bass guitar

Bobby Louden: drums (track 2)
Kyle Johnson: trumpet (track 2)
JD Schreiner: harmonica (track 3)
Nate Shobe: piano (track 5)

Recorded/mixed/mastered by Bobby Louden at Archway Audio

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