LYRIC

All our habits cannot become our leisure
So up our fixes
The sound of the silence, oh
Fire add water, don't we know it

All my tendencies are waiting up for me
We need to monitor our drinking, baby
Can't say I'm trying to stroll right through it
If she could scrape the streets
Lights out, baby, you'll eat next week
I need to follow up on anything
Vinegar and wine, a fancy way to die

Honey–with a few less layers
You're a bit less vicious
A bit less liquor can solve her problems quicker
Fire add water, can't we show it?

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