Bad Habits

``You can't defeat this battle"thats what you let yourself believe.There's that drink watch me as I retrieve.They say I'ma drink myself to death I know I need help.``I try to walk away man",but only to find that drink right back in my hand again.This ``Bad Habit" weighs a thousand pounds,and I find myself not putting that drink down.Drink away my misery I let my demons get the best of me.I try to refrain,but I just can't maintain,so I pop them pills to dismiss the pain.The feeling is so sensational in the present,but I know I will have my regrets in the future.My demons will linger around me,because as long as I have those ``Bad Habits"I am not free.