DOPESICK (Feat. STONE)
(I'm getting high on feeling low)
Loss, a pain that lasts forever
A dead space that the void endeavours
A creeping grief that taunts it's error
I speak the foreseen terror
Drawn to the other side where it always feels like midnight
We drain the life and we nullify
Are we ever gonna be alright?
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life, the future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
I'm getting high on feeling low
Do you wanna get high?
Would it be easier to fake that smile?
Our divide is a space in time
But the loneliest place in the world's your mind
I want to set the world on fire, but from where can we watch it burn?
I wish someone would've told me instead of telling me lies
That you are not your mind
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life, the future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
(I'm depressed)
(I need deep rest)
(I'm knee-deep in this mess)
(Crestfallen and helpless)
(Hell blessed)
(And dead pressed)
(It's just easier to ask for forgiveness)
I love the way down, I want the way out
I've got a fucked up imagination
I'm not your saviour, I want to play dead
I want a cheap faith, meet your maker
I'm getting high on feeling low
I'm getting high on feeling low
Loss, a pain that lasts forever
A dead space that the void endeavours
A creeping grief that taunts it's error
I speak the foreseen terror
Drawn to the other side where it always feels like midnight
We drain the life and we nullify
Are we ever gonna be alright?
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life, the future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
I'm getting high on feeling low
Do you wanna get high?
Would it be easier to fake that smile?
Our divide is a space in time
But the loneliest place in the world's your mind
I want to set the world on fire, but from where can we watch it burn?
I wish someone would've told me instead of telling me lies
That you are not your mind
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life, the future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
(I'm depressed)
(I need deep rest)
(I'm knee-deep in this mess)
(Crestfallen and helpless)
(Hell blessed)
(And dead pressed)
(It's just easier to ask for forgiveness)
I love the way down, I want the way out
I've got a fucked up imagination
I'm not your saviour, I want to play dead
I want a cheap faith, meet your maker
I'm getting high on feeling low
I'm getting high on feeling low
Credits
Writer(s): Aaran Mackenzie, Adam Savage, Sean Long, Matthew Welsh, Lawrence Taylor
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