A nervous look behind you A flicker in your eye It's running down your backbone And the shadows, they pass you by Oh, can you hear the voices Or are they in your mind You're searching for a substance So go on and cut those lines Smoke it up in your glass pipe There's two small fires in your red eyes You're flying high, so free Everybody's high but me You're getting high on what you've made Your body's numb, you're so afraid You're flying high so free Everybody's high but me A nervous look behind you A flicker in your eye It's running down your backbone And the shadows, they pass you by Oh can you hear the voices? Or are they in your mind? You're searching for a substance So go on and cut those lines Smoke it up in your glass pipe There's two small fires in your red eyes You're flying high, so free Everybody's high but me You're getting high on what you made And your body's numb, you're so afraid You're flying high, so free Everybody's high but me, hohoho Oh, we're gonna get high tonight, yo I want to get high I want to get high I want to get high I want to get high No, I don't wanna get high No, I don't wanna get high No, I don't wanna get high Fuck this shit, I don't wanna get high