Too High!
funk, synthwave, trip hop, EDM, energetic, choirLyrics
I’m uhhh,
chillin’ in the back of uhhh,
rusty and leaky Chrysler, pacific uhhh,
trailing on ya bumper, I’m onto yuhhh,
keeping good distance, in between uhhh sss,
will we, will we, every grow up?
probably not! forever young!
we don’t wanna grow up!
hey!
we don’t wanna grow up!
hey!
we don’t wanna grow up!
we say!
we’re never growing up!
BANG! BANG!
fireworks blast as the power stations crash!
and the politicians lock their doors and grab the guns they stashed!
me, I have, nothing but the breeze!
and army of marksmen, AIMING AT MEEE!
why oh why, do they want me to die?
I can’t tell, but I love my life!
I hate my ex, but I loved my future wife,
and when she said I wasn’t me, I couldn’t feel inside…
she acts like…
nothing happened…
that lonesome night…
I went to Texas, in my mind…
I saw Chicago…from the top of the skyline…
and I, I swear to God I sure did cry…
fore I just lost forever, I can’t afford that price…
falling apart as I’m again texting that hotline,
they see that thing go bling, they say, it can only mean one thing…
That Trans girls on the phone again, somebody probably made her soul bleed…
man, I’m tired, yeah I’m telling you…
if it wasn’t for my daughter,
I’d kill myself in the booth…
like, have a stranger come inside with a stolen 22,
while I’m napping in the corner, you know just what to do…
One Boom, Two Boom, Three, now Four…
Brain matters splattered…
from the microphone to the door…
oh, oh, oh my god, someone help dear lore-ord…
call nine one one, she ain’t breathin’ anymore…
the A.I. siiiinngggsss…
allows us to, truly spread our wiiinngggssss…
How do, how do, how do we!?
open our eyes if the damn things can’t see!?
can’t see!? fuck off! hello! lungs here! we can’t breathe!?
the foot’s in pain, actually both just screamed, make that feet!
and apparently teeth!?
don’t tell me…cavities!?
omg, even anally!?
Jesus…we gonna need him! instantaneously!
oh ho woooo
oh how ruuuude!
I don’t know how I dooo what I doooo, dooo!
poop! I forgot my dinner!
I wanna watch nascar!
Jeff Gordon on spinners!
generate it A.I.
A.I. A.I. A.I. A.I.
ain’t I!? ain’t I!? ain’t six! ain’t nine!
two, three, four, five!
letters!
those are numbers though…
oh shit!
that’s right!!
too high!
too damn high!
too, too, too, too, too damn high!
I’m uhhhh,
too damn high!!