High Times

You grab your phone and dial a random number

Asking to the operator.

You cry for help because you took the last shot

While the hours were waiting.

Now a bit of ultra-violence seems a good idea under circumstances

That may wipe out your fears.

You feel like your invincible, a real super-hero

Until you lose your powers again.

I want a sensation that I never felt before

Take me up and down, I want to reach the sky once more

Now you fly like a supersonic comet in route of collision

Surfing over the scary seas of indecision

You really try to quit but it sticks to the ear

The taste of medicines are so nauseous and bitter.

Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky

Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky

fly so high you can touch the sky

Is pretty funny down here

All see is a purple haze, running through my brains

I can barely see my shadow

But I would love to live like this for forever

I want a sensation that I never felt before

We're riding the high times searching the perfect place to stop

What happened to our future?

What happened to the second chances?

Your lack of understanding

Despair your closer friends.

Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky

Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky

fly so high you can touch the sky

I've been looking for so long

I've been fighting on my own

Don't try to lie

Against my philosophy