Higher
Your patter doesn't really matter
Do you think that you own this crowd?
You got your little grown look
Plastic talk to boot
Been everywhere that is your sound
Behind your little red robe
Trying hard to gloat but you can't
With your so call friends and their empty hands
Phone full of numbers but nobody wants to call you, come one
Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah
You think that all of this matters, they're total backstabbers
Look around at who you've become
You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah
And it don't mean nothing, silly fools they'll all be laughing to the same, to the same old hell
A personality broker
Suck them in so they can choke ya
Do you think that you can fool this crowd?
You're killing all imagination
Man it's your own creation
Worts of all you're smug and proud
Behind your little glass screen
Trying hard to breath but you can't
Cause things come around the corner, better watch your back stalker
Got a phone full of numbers
But you've been cut off by all your brothers, come on
Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah
You think that all of this matters, they're total backstabbers, look around at who you became
You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah
And it don't mean, nothing silly fools they'll all be laughing to the same, to the same old hell
Higher than yourself (higher than yourself), higher to protect yourself (higher to protect yourself)
Do you think that you own this crowd?
You got your little grown look
Plastic talk to boot
Been everywhere that is your sound
Behind your little red robe
Trying hard to gloat but you can't
With your so call friends and their empty hands
Phone full of numbers but nobody wants to call you, come one
Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah
You think that all of this matters, they're total backstabbers
Look around at who you've become
You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah
And it don't mean nothing, silly fools they'll all be laughing to the same, to the same old hell
A personality broker
Suck them in so they can choke ya
Do you think that you can fool this crowd?
You're killing all imagination
Man it's your own creation
Worts of all you're smug and proud
Behind your little glass screen
Trying hard to breath but you can't
Cause things come around the corner, better watch your back stalker
Got a phone full of numbers
But you've been cut off by all your brothers, come on
Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah
You think that all of this matters, they're total backstabbers, look around at who you became
You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah
And it don't mean, nothing silly fools they'll all be laughing to the same, to the same old hell
Higher than yourself (higher than yourself), higher to protect yourself (higher to protect yourself)
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Writer(s): John Turrell, Jonathan Watson
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