Dopesick Songtext
I'm getting high on feeling low
Loss, a pain that lasts forever
A dead space that the void endeavours
A creeping grief that taunts its error
I speak the foreseen terror
Drawn to the other side where it always feels like midnight
We drain the life and we nullify
Are we ever gonna be alright?
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life
The future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
I'm getting high
On feeling low
Do you wanna get high?
Would it be easier to fake that smile?
Our divide is a space in time
But the loneliest place in the world's your mind
I want to set the world on fire but from where can we watch it burn?
I wish someone would've told me instead of telling me lies
That you are not your mind
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life
The future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
I'm depressed
I need deep rest
I'm knee deep in this mess
Crestfallen and helpless
Hell blessed
And dead pressed
It's just easier to ask for forgiveness
I love the way down, I want the way out
I've got a fucked-up imagination
I'm not your saviour, I want to play dead
I want a cheap faith meet your maker
I'm getting high
On feeling low
I'm getting high
On feeling low
Loss, a pain that lasts forever
A dead space that the void endeavours
A creeping grief that taunts its error
I speak the foreseen terror
Drawn to the other side where it always feels like midnight
We drain the life and we nullify
Are we ever gonna be alright?
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life
The future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
I'm getting high
On feeling low
Do you wanna get high?
Would it be easier to fake that smile?
Our divide is a space in time
But the loneliest place in the world's your mind
I want to set the world on fire but from where can we watch it burn?
I wish someone would've told me instead of telling me lies
That you are not your mind
I'm getting high on feeling low
I woke up, chose life
The future is mine
I'm having the time of my life
I'm depressed
I need deep rest
I'm knee deep in this mess
Crestfallen and helpless
Hell blessed
And dead pressed
It's just easier to ask for forgiveness
I love the way down, I want the way out
I've got a fucked-up imagination
I'm not your saviour, I want to play dead
I want a cheap faith meet your maker
I'm getting high
On feeling low
I'm getting high
On feeling low