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I can get you high, but I can't read your mind I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this Why would you cry? I don't know I been getting high, now I'm ready to show I been getting high, now I'm ready to go Yeah I'm getting too high, Now I'm too low Now I don't wanna talk, yeah I'm going to rock Going too crazy isn't throwing the guap Blowin' Mercedes and going to Prague Going insane because I'm rollin' the rod Now I don't wanna be the one to say it loud Lately I been too fucked up I've been getting faded in the club I don't wanna be the one that you trust I can get you high, but I can't read your mind I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine What's the perfect lie? Words cannot describe this Aus Songtexte Mania