We're creatures of habit
Chasing the thrill
Thrive on the madness
And shoot for the kill
Just to get off
Were creatures of habit
We try to be pure
With all of our excess
Were still insecure
When will it stop
So will we
Justify all the lies
Until were satisfied
Gratify paralyzed
Cause we know
We wont stop until the flesh gets fed
Were creatures of habit
All for the fame
Take for the pleasure
And personal gain
When will we learn
So will we
Justify all the lies
Until were satisfied
Gratify paralyzed
Cause we know
We wont stop until the flesh gets fed
Someday we’ll look back and see all our wrongs
Then we’ll say, oh my God look what we have done