High testo – Whethan

You don't have to be so cautiousIf you practice what you preachCounting up the stacks on the counter A fucking (disease)Don't ask me to be righteousIf you practice what you teachCounting all your blessingsThe second you're down on your knees So why, why?Don't we get a little high, high? Don't we get a littleGet a littleDon't we get a little highGet a little high Keep my head under the water, pride buried in my chestNot counting all the minutes, the seconds, not holdin' my breathNow sinkin' from the surface, swimmin' in my lungsLosing all my vision, religion, I'm holdin' my tongue So why, why?Don't we get a little high, high? Don't we get a littleGet a littleDon't we get a little highGet a little high Don't want to pay attentionTo the writing on the wallPainted with aggressionAnd dripping when you callNot gonna learn my lessonAm I running out of time?So why?Why?Why? Don't we get a littleGet a littleDon't we get a little highGet a little high