High Times

(You know what time it is)

I can't stop it
I can't cope
There's no slack
At the end of my rope

You call me crazy
And I admit it
You got a problem
You gotta deal with it

I ain't too proud to pick
I just don't need your help so fuck it
I'll put my socks on
But I'm not dressing up for you
I come alive when I lose control
Get over the low
Let the high times roll

High times
High times
High times
High times

I can't stop it
I'm not tired
I don't stop at the end of my ride

You call me crazy
You keep walking
Cause I'm done with the goddamned talking

I ain't too proud to pick
I just don't need your help so fuck it
I split my shag up
And now I think I'm clubbing, too

It didn't say but I can taste it
Like the morning after
I kicked the elephant
And now it's coming after you

High times
High times
High times
High times

High times
(Everybody's looking for the)
High times
(Oh yeah)
High times
(Everybody's looking for the)
High times

I come alive when I lose control
Get over the low
And let the high times roll
I come alive when I lose control
I come alive when I lose control
Get over the low
And let the high times roll

High times
High times
High times
High times

High times
(Everybody's looking for the)
High times
(Oh, yeah)
High times
(Everybody's looking for the)
High times
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Credits
Writer(s): Per Rickard Henrik Andreasson, John Carl Adam Grahn, Hannes Viktor Hugo Irengard, Jonas Kristoffer Almen
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