Old Habits
Born with a heart of darkness
In the eye of a hurricane
You ripped them all asunder
That's what the papers say
Old habits die hard
And people don't change
Just like a king snake hidin'
In the cactus and the sage
It's the fear of the law abidin'
Residin' in the lonestar state
Old habits die hard
And people don't change
Took you up to Dallas
Judged by twelve good men
Put you on the fast track
To your untimely end
Old habits die hard
And people don't change
The hand that rocks the cradle
Is the one that holds the knife
But the ones who work in Huntsville
Are the ones that take your life
Old habits die hard
And people don't change
The governor up in Austin
Said his hands were tied
Travesty of justice
That brought you here to die
Old habits die hard
And people don't change
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