Habit -AIMF-

Habit - 마르 - As the glass empties, my mind starts to blur The line between truth and memory grows fainter The name I always hold back day to day Slips from my lips before I can think to stay My fingers move on instinct, searching for the number Digits burned in my head, I dial them blind and numb Somewhere inside I know you’ve blocked my call That it will never connect, I know it all No ringtone, just a cold automated reply I press again, again, can’t make myself stop trying I’m not really reaching you, just showing my weakness A heart too young to accept we’ve reached our ending Just a bad habit that comes when the drink takes hold No intention to bother you, no need to be told But I know it still makes you feel uneasy and wrong Every time I sober up, regret hits strong When I’m drunk, the traces of our past come alive Standing at the end of a blocked line, talking to the silence I gotta stop this now, break this habit for good Our time is gone, we walk separate paths as we should Instead of calls, I send quiet wishes deep inside A promise I won’t trouble you anymore, no more lies Next morning, headache sharp, and memories flood back Checking my call log, my face turns hot and slack Why did I do it again? Why repeat this mistake Drink is just an excuse my heart is what’s at stake Now I’ll cut back on drinking, sort my thoughts out clear Delete your number, build a new life from here Accept that being blocked means our story is done I’ll try to let both of us breathe, one by one Just one last whisper hope you’re doing well My hand won’t reach for this number anymore, I can tell This habit born of drunken haze, I’ll sever it clean Start all over again, beginning with me