Higher (Clarke Gilby)

Bitter pills washed down with Vodka & hope Beautiful, but strung out, socially stoned Cold sweats and fake charms, tranquilize my heart Tattoo euphoria on the battle scars You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher Speedballs, rememdy your world Speed killed the weirdo I built Circled my universe, tranquilized and died Can't watch you drag down a star in overdrive You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher This is the low, this is the low You're so alone, so alone, so alone You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher than I was You're getting higher