Bad Habits & A Bad Moon

Описание: A few of my buddies got me into playing Deadlock. And well...my favorite character so far is Silver (and not because of looks...though it helps). So here's a song!

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Visualizer - Vizzy.io
Image - Frosting.ai
Vocals/Instruments - Suno.com
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Lyrics
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You should’ve paid on time.
Now I gotta put my boots on.
…And it’s a full moon.
That’s on you.

Flat beer sweating on the bar
Jukebox dying, busted guitar
Landlord knocking, I don’t care
Got blood on my boots and smoke in my hair
You run your mouth, you run too slow
I track the scent, I let you go
Just long enough to feel that dread
Then heel to jaw — lights out, you’re dead

I say I’ve got it under control
But control’s a joke I sell my soul

I got bad habits and a bad moon rising
Teeth in the dark, no compromising
Hot mess heart but a steady aim
When I pull that trigger, remember my name
Bourbon breath and a loaded grin
You don’t wanna see what’s underneath my skin
I’m falling apart but I get it done
Silver hunts — and Silver won’t run

Bola wraps and you hit the ground
Boot heel ringing, lovely sound
Slam fire thunder in your chest
I clean up quick — I’m at my best
Bar tab long, patience thin
Nicotine halo, paper-thin skin
I swear I’m fine — don’t look too deep
I don’t need sleep — I hunt, I eat

It scratches when the moon climbs high
Like something holy wants to try

I got bad habits and a bad moon rising
Claws in the dark, no apologizing
Hot mess life but a killer streak
You won’t survive if you get too weak
Patron whisper in the alley wind
“Thrive,” it says — so I give in
I’m breaking down but I stand tall
When the curse hits hard — I hit harder than all

Been a wolf longer than I’ve been sane
Don’t remember who I was before the fangs and the pain
You call it curse — I call it rent.
You call it chaos — I call it intent.
Get too close — you’ll understand.
I don’t lose control.
I expand.

I got bad habits and a bad moon rising
Blood on my hands but I’m still surviving
Hot mess soul but a perfect kill
When the wolf breaks loose — it’s by my will
Bourbon burns but I don’t fall
I make my living watching you crawl
You pray for mercy — I don’t pretend
When Silver starts — that’s how it ends

Another tab.
Another hunt.
Another full moon.
Let’s go.