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You don't have to be so cautious If you practice what you preach Counting up the stacks on the counter A fucking (disease) Don't ask me to be righteous If you practice what you teach Counting all your blessings the second you're down on your knees So why, why? Don't we get a little high, high? Don't we get a little– Get a little– Don't we get a little high Get a little high, high Keep my head under the water Pride buried in my chest Not counting all the minutes, the seconds Not holdin' my (breath) Now sinking from the surface Swimming in my lungs Losing all my vision, religion I'm holding my tongue So why, why? SongtexteDon't we get a little high, high? Don't we get a little– Get a little– Don't we get a little high Get a little high Don't want to pay attention to the writing on the wall Painted with aggression, and dripping when you call Not gonna learn my lesson Am I running out of time? So, why? Why? Why? Don't we get a little– Get a little– Don't we get a little high Get a little high Aus Songtexte Mania