High Times

You grab your phone and dial a random number
Asking to the operator.
You cry for help because you took the last shot
While the hours were waiting.

Now a bit of ultra-violence seems a good idea under circumstances
That may wipe out your fears.
You feel like your invincible, a real super-hero
Until you lose your powers again.

I want a sensation that I never felt before
Take me up and down, I want to reach the sky once more

Now you fly like a supersonic comet in route of collision
Surfing over the scary seas of indecision
You really try to quit but it sticks to the ear
The taste of medicines are so nauseous and bitter.

Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky
Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky
fly so high you can touch the sky

Is pretty funny down here
All see is a purple haze, running through my brains
I can barely see my shadow
But I would love to live like this for forever

I want a sensation that I never felt before
We're riding the high times searching the perfect place to stop

What happened to our future?
What happened to the second chances?
Your lack of understanding
Despair your closer friends.

Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky
Fly, fly so high you can touch the sky
fly so high you can touch the sky

I've been looking for so long
I've been fighting on my own
Don't try to lie
Against my philosophy