Cant get higher; cant get lower
Im rollin up a blunt; pass me some fire
I consumed too many;couldn’t stop takin them pills
Now im laying here hot but I have the chills
Looking at the walls; the room is moving slowly;
I see god in the sky, telling me this is unholy.
How did I get to this point? Does anyone approve?
I wanna get up and walk, but im unable to move.
It feels like the end of a game, but did I lose?
Feeling really thirsty, pass me the booze.
Everyone around me is on cloud nine;
As for me it feels as if im walking a very thin line.
Im seeing swirls; I see midgets going twirls.
I look over; I see my girl about to hurl!-
I say, lets pop another one to my nig trig-
So I hand him one-and I take a swig
Now we’re up to number six
My brain at the moment feels the consistency of cake mix.
I feel like walking on a plank;
But my mind is so blank.
Point me in which direction I should go.
Im so high, but im so low.
Do I look as if I am? Or do I hide it well?
If I wasn’t sweatin so much you’d never be able to tell.
Now the last one will be lucky number seven.
Now it feels as if im in heaven.
I see white fluffy things all around.
My friends are joking saying they’re the clouds.
Illusions of so much smoke is filling the room
I feel like im back in my mothers womb
Im closed in, I can stop grinding my teeth.
Can you see who I really am underneath?
A lost little girl, tyring to find he soul;
Was steering in the right direction, then lost control.
Im so high; im stuck in the middle; cant get higher; cant get lower!
Im rollin up a blunt; pass me some fire
I consumed too many;couldn’t stop takin them pills
Now im laying here hot but I have the chills
Looking at the walls; the room is moving slowly;
I see god in the sky, telling me this is unholy.
How did I get to this point? Does anyone approve?
I wanna get up and walk, but im unable to move.
It feels like the end of a game, but did I lose?
Feeling really thirsty, pass me the booze.
Everyone around me is on cloud nine;
As for me it feels as if im walking a very thin line.
Im seeing swirls; I see midgets going twirls.
I look over; I see my girl about to hurl!-
I say, lets pop another one to my nig trig-
So I hand him one-and I take a swig
Now we’re up to number six
My brain at the moment feels the consistency of cake mix.
I feel like walking on a plank;
But my mind is so blank.
Point me in which direction I should go.
Im so high, but im so low.
Do I look as if I am? Or do I hide it well?
If I wasn’t sweatin so much you’d never be able to tell.
Now the last one will be lucky number seven.
Now it feels as if im in heaven.
I see white fluffy things all around.
My friends are joking saying they’re the clouds.
Illusions of so much smoke is filling the room
I feel like im back in my mothers womb
Im closed in, I can stop grinding my teeth.
Can you see who I really am underneath?
A lost little girl, tyring to find he soul;
Was steering in the right direction, then lost control.
Im so high; im stuck in the middle; cant get higher; cant get lower!