"High Again" lyrics

"High Again"

Can we just lie in bed and watch the sun come out?
Oh, no
Oh, no

I fill my head
With sweet sugar jam
And pillow talk pollution
Riddles with solutions I can find

Sometimes it's okay to starve
But don't follow too far
The things that make you useless over time

What's in your head?
Are you nervous?
Does purpose seem elusive?
Are you counting all your blessings when you rise?

Well my youth is a distant glow
And the flash of love comes and goes
But the fear infects the future from inside
And I said

"Can we just lie in bed and watch the sun come out?"
Oh, no
Oh, no
"Can we get high again without just breaking down?"
Oh, no
Oh, no

Can't get high again
Put that on you

Can't get high again
Put that on you

Can we just lie in bed and watch the sun come out?
Oh, no
Oh, no
Can we get high again without just breaking down?
Oh, no
Oh, no

Oh, no
Oh, no


Writer(s): Marshall Gallagher, Anthony Salazar, Chase Barham
album: "Earth Is A Black Hole" (2021)
Teenage Wrist - Earth Is A Black Hole album cover
Squeeze (Intro)
(Instrumental)
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