What more should I expect? Something cathartic, self-respect Picking up bad habits from this hidden game So watch your step Don't cut me off, eternal Watch the light that's ahead, beyond you And you might notice I'm gone for a while But then again, you seldom do I take no pleasure in old pleasures Sour and stale, beyond all measure Picking out bad habits Remain the same, since I left So cut me off, eternal Watch the light that's ahead, beyond you And you might notice I'm gone for a while But then again, you seldom do I take no pleasure in old pleasures Sour and stale, beyond all measure So cut me off, eternal Watch the light that's ahead, beyond you So cut me off, eternal Watch the light that's ahead, beyond you And you might notice I'm gone for a while But then again, you seldom do But then again, you seldom do But then again, you seldom do