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Ryan Caraveo

Sapphire Skies

 

Sapphire Skies

(album: Northend Sweetheart - 2021)


I need the purest high

I've got a half tank and a runaway spirit
Angel on my shoulder, but it's getting hard to hear it
Drowsy eyes still running on adrenaline
Left the coffee by the bed, boy, I'm such a gentleman
Crept out the window, drifted in neutral
She said that I seem distant as usual
Maybe it's 'cause I'm aware of it ending
And I don't believe self-care is pretending

I need the purest high
I need to jeopardize it all
I do not fear goodbyes
I know they'll catch me if I fall

My angels watching me from these sapphire skies
They keep on saving me, but I don't know why
I'm doing anything just to feel alive
I'm driving nowhere under these sapphire skies

I need the purest high
I need the purest high, I
I need the purest high
I need the purest high, I

Sometimes, it's a feeling, sometimes, it's a drug
I don't think it'll kill me, but fine if it does
'Cause sitting around and watching it fade
Just honestly sounds worse than the grave
I need that runaway, I can hear the buzz from the streetlights
One wrong move, I could fall twenty-three flights
From the rooftop, one slip and I'm done
Never left the words sitting on the tip of my tongue
Never left a friend hanging in the back of my mind
I'm not worried about leaving, it all happens in time
We both one second apart from the Spirit-land
I could've died a million times, but here I am

My angels watching me from these sapphire skies
They keep on saving me, but I don't know why
I'm doing anything just to feel alive
I'm driving nowhere under these sapphire skies

I need the purest high
I need the purest high, I
I need the purest high
I need the purest high, I

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