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My mom spent her last breath on a cigarette My dad's busy chasing a high he'll never get My sister buys happy pills off the internet My brother's dead set on working himself to death But your ocean eyes are my go-to vice The sound of your morning voice has always been my drug of choice And your angel lips are my favorite fix Each day, I relapse, ain't no rehab for this Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I OD on Y-O-U It's all withdrawals when you're not close to me It's like you're my only source of dopamine Of all the addicts in my family tree, yeah I'd be lying if I said that the worst one wasn't me Your ocean eyes are my go-to vice The sound of your morning voice Has always been my drug of choice And your angel lips are my favorite fix Each day, I relapse, ain't no rehab for this Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I OD on Y-O-U Your ocean eyes are my go-to vice Letras de cancionesThe sound of your morning voice Has always been my drug of choice And your angel lips are my favorite fix Each day, I relapse, ain't no rehab for this Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh I OD on Y-O-U My mom spent her last breath on a cigarette I think I'll spend mine on you From Letras Mania