Good Kid, Bad Habits!

Lyrics: Ashton Rich Music: Ashton Rich Past-due notice on the counter Right next to a half gram doubt Mom still telling folks I’m “figuring life out” Nah, I’m just good at blacking out Got a Bible in the drawer somewhere Next to condoms and unpaid fines Funny how “sin” feels different When survival’s on the line They say “be grateful” For what? This shift? This town that eats you slow then calls it “gift”? Smile for the boss Say “yes sir,” “please” Die a little daily For fifteen-fifty-three I was a good kid Now I got bad habits Bad mouth Bad luck Bad credit If this is living You can mother****ing have it I’d rather be loud Than quietly tragic Break something Bleed static If heaven’s rеal We'll probably never havе it!! Saw my old friends having babies Buying houses, posting keys Meanwhile I’m duct-taping hope To a rusted-out dream Tried therapy once Dude said “breathe through it” Cool, I’ll breathe through rent And this hole in my tooth then Everybody selling “peace of mind” Like it’s cheap and comes in pills Truth is most of us just hustle Trying not to ****ing feel They want neat lines Nice lives Soft voices Small crimes Nah I was a good kid Now I got bad habits Bad mouth Bad luck Bad credit If this is living You can mouther****ing have it I’d rather be loud Than quietly tragic Break something Bleed static If heaven’s real we'll probably never have it!!! I don’t wanna “make it” I just wanna breathe Without somebody telling me Who I’m supposed to be If that makes me the villain Cool, hand me the mask Better than dying slow At a desk with a badge BAD HABITS BAD HABITS LOUDER THAN YOUR DAMN STANDARDS LOUDER THAN YOUR DAMN STANDARDS I was a good kid Now I got bad habits Bad mouth Bad luck Bad credit If this is living You can mother****ing have it I’d rather be loud Than quietly tragic Break something Bleed static If heaven’s real we'll probably never have it!!!