Nasty Habits - Krank

They look at us and wonder

If we are insane

Bodies bound in leather

The pleasure and the pain

Laughin, drinkin', drivin',

Tearin' up the night

We’ll be six feet under

Before the morning light

Nasty Habits, Nasty Habits

We bite the hand that feeds

Nasty Habits, Nasty Habits

Love to watch it bleed

We got used to your leers

And your snide remarks