High Sobriety

Heart never been so fragile
Never been so elastic either, either
Depressed, de-shook, disgusted
Want a high but I don't smoke reefer, reefer
House so full of toxic vapors
Wanna send myself into the ether, ether
Life feels like one big trailer
Please fast forward to the feature
God, I know you're the teacher
But I'm

Not asking for much
I just want a rush
A kind of high sobriety
No watercolor tears or excuses
I'm giving 'em deuces
I feel comatose
Like I've overdosed
On my own
Self-imposed ennui
Something has got to change at the soonest

Songs feel like the only way
People can ride my wavelength, wavelength
What I simply want is peace
And a boy to TCM & Chill with
Wish that you could read my mind
And somehow I was see-through, see-through
Life has no rehearsal, no
No script, no lines
No read-through
We look just like fools
Always searching for

Satisfaction of lust
Belonging and trust
A kind of high sobriety
No watercolor tears or excuses
I feel comatose
Like I've overdosed
Something has got to change
To change
To change

Not asking for much
I just want a rush
A kind of high sobriety
No watercolor tears or excuses
I'm giving 'em deuces
I feel comatose
Like I've overdosed
On my own
Self-imposed ennui
Something has got to change at the soonest
Got to

Something has got to change
Something has got to change
To change
To change
Something has got to change
To change
To change
To change
To change