Repetition Songtext
von Snailhouse

I′d like to think
I could quit you anytime
But you're not a cigarette
Or a glass of wine


You make the rules
And I break them every time
With my careful sentiments
Even though they′re true

Loyal to my detriment
Dedicated to a fault
From day one 'till now
We got along somehow

Repetition feeds the habit
Repetition kills the high
A slow, sad sigh
One way to say goodbye