Bitter pills washed down with Vodka & hope,
Beautiful, strung out and socially stoned.
Cold sweats and fake charms tranquilize my heart.
Tattoo euphoria on the battle scars.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher.
Speedballs, remedy your world.
Speed killed the weirdo I built.
Circled my universe, tranquilized and died.
Can’t watch you drag down a star in overdrive.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher.
This is the low, this is the low.
You’re so alone, so alone, so alone.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher than I was.
You’re getting higher.
Didn’t come down.