There will be fire when the storm hits you
Holding onto something- hoping to undo
What ever you did this time, it's following you through.
Hope you're on something new.
Contained by your bottled medicine drink them by two's
Don't skip a date and next month, they're hoping you're on something new.
Open your fingers
It's yours now, take it with grace.
Swallow your poison by two's, there's more waiting for you
Because next month they're putting you on something new.
