High
Slow Pulp
I have too much in my pockets
I wish they were empty
And now it feels like my palms are sweaty
I'm not ready
Oh, my shirt sits on my body
Like it's not for me
And now I'm tryin' to find my way out
I wish I knew how
I just think I'm too high
High
High
High
My limbs are feeling lazy
Why won't they work with me?
And now I can't seem to focus my eyes on anything
Compositores: Alexander Julian Leeds (ASCAP), Emily Marie Massey (Slow Pulp) (ASCAP), Henry Stoehr (Slow Pulp) (ASCAP), Theodore James Mathews (Slow Pulp) (ASCAP)Editor: Slope Hope PublishingAdministração: Songtrust Ave (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #24199444 em 23/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEMI wish they were empty
And now it feels like my palms are sweaty
I'm not ready
Oh, my shirt sits on my body
Like it's not for me
And now I'm tryin' to find my way out
I wish I knew how
I just think I'm too high
High
High
High
My limbs are feeling lazy
Why won't they work with me?
And now I can't seem to focus my eyes on anything
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