I have too much in my pockets
I wish they were empty
And now it feels like my palms are sweaty
I'm not ready
Oh, my shirt sits on my body
Like it's not for me
And now I'm trying to find my way out
I wish I knew how
I just think I'm too high
High
High
High
My limbs are feeling lazy
Why won't they work with me?
And now I can't seem to focus my eyes
Won't let me see
High Video (MV)
Performed By: Slow Pulp
Length: 2:32
Written by: Alexander Julian Leeds, Emily Marie Massey, Henry Stoehr, Theodore James Mathews
Slow Pulp - High Lyrics
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I have too much in my pockets
I wish they were empty
And now it feels like my palms are sweaty
I'm not ready
Oh, my shirt sits on my body
Like it's not for me
And now I'm trying to find my way out
I wish I knew how
I just think I'm too high
High
High
High
My limbs are feeling lazy
Why won't they work with me?
And now I can't seem to focus my eyes
Won't let me see
I wish they were empty
And now it feels like my palms are sweaty
I'm not ready
Oh, my shirt sits on my body
Like it's not for me
And now I'm trying to find my way out
I wish I knew how
I just think I'm too high
High
High
High
My limbs are feeling lazy
Why won't they work with me?
And now I can't seem to focus my eyes
Won't let me see
Writer: Alexander Julian Leeds, Emily Marie Massey, Henry Stoehr, Theodore James Mathews
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC