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Mike Posner

High & Low (On LSD)

 

High & Low (On LSD)

(album: Operation: Wake Up - 2020)


*Laughter*

...just wanna be free

I am a lone mosquito

Ain't got no ego
I just wanna be free

We are all lone mosquitoes

Ain't got no ego
We just wanna be free

Oh, send me flying
A lone mosquito

Ain't got no ego
I just wanna be free

We are all lone mosquitoes

Ain't got no ego
We just wanna be free

(Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real)
Free, free, free, free
(Nothing is real, nothing is real)
Free, free, free, free

(Nothing is real, nothing is real)
Free, free, free, free
(Nothing is real, nothing is real, is real)
Free, free, free, free
(Nothing is real, nothing)
Free, free, free, free

(Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real
Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real
Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real)

(Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real
Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real
Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real
Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real)

I took too much, latticework in my head
My clothes are too tight, need to get to my bed

Walk upstairs, it's getting harder to breathe

I hear people in my room, I'm 'bout to make 'em leave
Probably college kids looking for a place to kiss
I feel around on the wall and turn on the light switch
(Oh) oh my God, oh my (This, this isn't what it looks like, I swear)
Oh my God (Just relax, just relax)
Am I hallucinatin'? Is it just a bad trip
?
Bear's got Noelle bent over my bed and shit
Of all the girls, dog? (Dude I'm sorry) My ex?
And you, you couldn't pick another place to have sex? (No)
(Mike, it's okay) Just get the fuck out of my house
(This isn't even your house) Just get the fuck out of my house!
Then I pick up the gun from the dresser and I cock it

(Jesus, Mike, dude c'mon drop it)
I swear, if you don't get the fuck out of here
I count to three, (One... two...) they pick up their shit and disappear
I find a handle of Jack and turn it upside-down
Wake up the next morning on the floor face down

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?