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Jason Roberts - Lead Guitar
Kieran McGee - All Other Instruments
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Sickness drags you into the street
Paranoid, grinding my teeth
Better get home before the sky opens up
Better get home, cause it's a little late for luck
And I'm not the gambling kind
You've got a bad habit of leaving me behind
I've got a strange feeling that something isn't right
Selfish and your will is weak
Fading down, tripping up and falling out
I oughta know by now but I can't learn my lesson
Better talk me out of what my mind's been set on
Cause you know that I've been vacant for so long
And I see no reason to keep moving on
Sickness, sweating in your sheets
I ain't nothing
Can't feel nothing
Can't see nothing
You've got a bad habit
You've got a bad habit
You've got a bad habit
And a narrow mind
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