歌词
I get over the high
Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keeps rolling on by
Can't keep squawking your moment of prize
I get over the high
Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keeps rolling on by
Can't keep squawking your moment of prize
Uh, bus stop confession
Lady with the black suit and the new shoes on
Better move on, I'm saying her perfume strong
But I must stop stressing
Maybe it's another dude that has got you drawn
To his futon, spend the night and now you proved wrong
It ain't a new song, it's been around for too long
The game of life is pre-recorded for the latest viewers
The new wars of man and women
Numerous had a tune in
Glued to the asses, rueful when rolling the beautiful lens
Now you in your duvet
Made to face the music
It's loud as fuck when you sleeping with the one that you hate
Get over the highs, open your eyes, why would you wait?
The notion is rise, go for the pie, bite the huge cake
But that ain't never been one for lames
Never been one for games
It's life, the petals that come from pain
I get over the high
Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keeps rolling on by
Can't keep squawking your moment of prize
I get over the high
Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keeps rolling on by
Can't keep squawking your moment of prize
Uh, bus stop confession
Lady with the black mascara
Running down what's got me bothered
Interrupt mine with her problems
What's that I'm guessing
Maybe it's another act from that performance
Set audience will applaud while feeling awkward
Time filling for this water
Reflecting the hidden voyeur
Smile in the mirror horror
We sex to give living order
And with her a little sawdust
Never hurt, but it will annoy her
One day, love ain't gonna be adequate to solve that
Draw back from experience, it is your doormat
All that, will be your hindrance, leave one to fall flat
What's your angle on the issue
It'll piss you off black
When your match is bitching
Itching like a sore scratch
You know that
But you feeling under pressure all like
You in a scrum with a bunch of meat-eating all blacks
And I ain't never been one for pain
Never been one for games
And life, never been one for lames
I'm at the bus stop watching this dime cry
Like fuck it man, I can't explain life with a rhyme, nah
2:15 In the morning
Not falling asleep
I'm intrigued with the walls and they talking to me
What you seek is important
Life is deep
2:15 In the morning
Not falling asleep
I'm intrigued with the walls and they talking to me
What you seek is important
Life is deep
2:15 In the morning
Not falling asleep
I'm intrigued with the walls and they talking to me
What you seek is important
Life is deep
I get over the high
Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keeps rolling on by
Can't keep squawking your moment of prize
I get over the high
Time to focus and open your eye-eye-eyes
Time keeps rolling on by
Can't keep squawking your moment of prize
I get over the high
Time keeps rolling on by
I get over the high
Time keeps rolling on by
Yeah
Time keeps rolling on by
Let's go, hey
I get over the high, over the high
Yeah, yeah, uh
Time keeps rolling on by
Goodbye
