Good Friends， Bad Habits - Owen

Good friends with bad habits
What am I to do
They're literary romantics
They f**k like wilde
And indulge like hemingway
I've good friends with bad habits
And a tendency towards negligence
Just petty thieves and addicts
That don't hurt anyone
But they'll burn anyway
Well sometimes
Like every time
A train passes
I get jealous of the long nights
And blurred lights
The red eyes
The bar fights
Where in the hell am I
And how did I get here
And which way to the nearest train
Well sometimes
Like every time she breathes
I embrace my routine
I've good friends with bad habits
What am I to do
They're literary romantics
They'll f**k like wilde
And die like hemingway