Habitual - Still Life

Wandering away from what’s become of me

I’ve rubbed the surface raw

I seem to laugh at my mistakes now

break the final straw

(wrong)

I know nothing’s wrong

(wrong)

Well I know nothing’s wrong

(wrong)

I know nothing’s wrong, wrong, wrong

Spinning in my head, so confused

I forget what I’ve found wrong

Drinking my fears away for good now

Can you see the flaw?

(wrong)

I know nothing’s wrong

(wrong)

Well I know nothing’s wrong

(wrong)

I know nothing’s wrong

I’ll feed the cut

'til I get caught, caught

(wrong)

I know nothing’s wrong

(wrong)

Well I know nothing’s wrong

(wrong)

I know nothing’s wrong