So High
Blood stained sheets words leak from a bleeding pen
Pain under ya skin like an unclean syringe
Leanin like a fiend when he slides that needle in
Speakin that slurred speech again
Breath reeking of Seagrams gin
Handful of pills, I should never breathe again
Split personality, somebody's gotta die
Better me than him
Life's a bitch, pretty face, evil grin
Imma make that hoe scream, when I shove this penis in
Demons screamin while I'm sleepin tryin to tame this beast within
Cold sweat, short breath, that's the reaper creepin in
Double shot of angel tears outta calm my nerves
Drag a razor across the shirt, just to see if my heart still works
Puffin loud, mushroom clouds atomic bomb the earth
Chauffeur ya coffin double park the hearse
Glass of holy water for this awful thirst
Death is in the air, throw the cross across the church
Knock the vulture off his perch
Look up here, I'm in heaven
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Look up here man, I'm in danger
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Was fully awake when they cut my soul wide open
Time movin in slow motion especially when you're overdosin
Black snow glowin, throwin me overboard
Feel like one thousand thorns poking
When ya floatin in the frozen ocean
Heart is cold, showin no emotion
Alone in my own zone, and I'm gone off that dro thats potent
Flyin when I'm smokin and jokin
The unknown is where I'm going
And I'm the only one that knows it
Dig up a grave and throw a decomposing rose in
Leaving quotes none holy
Armed in golden wings hand woven
My devotions broken, my minds corrupt
Use the hands of time to grab the clock
And re wind it up
I'm hype as fuck, sniffed too many lines of
Blood diamond dust
I like the rush, so light it up
Until my time is up, and I lie in blood
People cryin while I'm dyin and I stare up at the sky above
Look up here, I'm in heaven
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Look up here man, I'm in danger
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Pain under ya skin like an unclean syringe
Leanin like a fiend when he slides that needle in
Speakin that slurred speech again
Breath reeking of Seagrams gin
Handful of pills, I should never breathe again
Split personality, somebody's gotta die
Better me than him
Life's a bitch, pretty face, evil grin
Imma make that hoe scream, when I shove this penis in
Demons screamin while I'm sleepin tryin to tame this beast within
Cold sweat, short breath, that's the reaper creepin in
Double shot of angel tears outta calm my nerves
Drag a razor across the shirt, just to see if my heart still works
Puffin loud, mushroom clouds atomic bomb the earth
Chauffeur ya coffin double park the hearse
Glass of holy water for this awful thirst
Death is in the air, throw the cross across the church
Knock the vulture off his perch
Look up here, I'm in heaven
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Look up here man, I'm in danger
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Was fully awake when they cut my soul wide open
Time movin in slow motion especially when you're overdosin
Black snow glowin, throwin me overboard
Feel like one thousand thorns poking
When ya floatin in the frozen ocean
Heart is cold, showin no emotion
Alone in my own zone, and I'm gone off that dro thats potent
Flyin when I'm smokin and jokin
The unknown is where I'm going
And I'm the only one that knows it
Dig up a grave and throw a decomposing rose in
Leaving quotes none holy
Armed in golden wings hand woven
My devotions broken, my minds corrupt
Use the hands of time to grab the clock
And re wind it up
I'm hype as fuck, sniffed too many lines of
Blood diamond dust
I like the rush, so light it up
Until my time is up, and I lie in blood
People cryin while I'm dyin and I stare up at the sky above
Look up here, I'm in heaven
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Look up here man, I'm in danger
I'm so high it makes my brain whirl
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Quintana
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