Friends in High Places

I've got friends in high places
I've got pockets lined with aces
I've got faded lipstick traces on my shirt
I'm short on tomorrow but I'm long on yesterday
My eye is on the sparrow where the lonely go to pray
And I've seen pals in sad conditions
Make a thousand bad decisions
Taking vows and seeking visions in the dirt

Now, looks can be deceiving
Am I smiling? Am I grieving?
Am I free inside my heart or do I hurt?
I'll give you even chances but the answer I won't say
And I won't tell you my name
But I'm not famous anyway...
But I've got friends in high places
I've got pockets lined with aces
I've got faded lipstick traces on my shirt
I've got faded lipstick traces on my shirt



Credits
Writer(s): Turner Van Pelt Kniffin, Nicolas Michaux
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