fairish
New member
High as a kite on a flight soarin' through the night
Droppin' new shit from the fuckin' mothership
And I feel the like the spine of a jellyfish
God damn it makes me sick
CHORUS
But I'm movin' slowly, movin' slowly
Stoned and rolling
Barely holding on
And you want some, yeah motherfucker, come on
I need some
Well I'm a sucker
Cause I'm still getting...
High as a star, as they are shining from afar
So call your hotline
See ya at the finish line
Cause this mind has been warped and bent
And this body has been used and spent
CHORUS
Come on
Salvation, creation
From the motherfuckin' master plantation
Do you feel right
Does it feel tight
From the motherfuckin' radio satellite
I'm still getting high
High as the sun will rise
Into these red, singed eyes
Can't stop until I fly
Cause I'm still getting high
High as the sun will rise
Salvation, creation
From the motherfuckin' master plantation
Do you feel right
Does it feel tight
From the motherfuckin' radio satellite
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