High
Sometimes when I feel alone and
upset
I reach for my friend in the bottle
Is there another way to forget today
Can you think of a better way
To lose your problems
Than to drown them?
When I hate myself
I can drink myself away
Become someone else
And live their life
Cause it’s always better than mine
Some how Jim Bean and Jack
Are always there to hear me out
Take my problems away
All in exchange for a headache in the morning
Seems like a deal to me
When I’m really fucked up
When I have only problems
That can be burned away
I turn to the only girl
That can help me
So I follow Mary Jane to the clouds
Hoping I will never come down
But what will I do when I do fall
What will pick me back up
What will it take
To take me so high
That when I fall
I won’t get back up
That’s the problem with these answers
When ever you come down
Everything is still there
But worse than before
I’ve been here too long
When will it all go away
I just want it to end
How many times can you dance
With the devil before you don’t come back?