Whethan, Dua Lipa - High lyrics
Whethan [Ethan Snoreck] Chicago, Illinois, US 🇺🇸
[Whethan, Dua Lipa - High lyrics]
If you practice what you preach
Counting up the stacks on the counter
A fucking disease
Don't ask me to be righteous if
You practice what you teach
Counting all your blessings the second
You're down on your knees
So why, why
Don't we get a little high, high?
Don't we get a little, get a little
Don't we get a little high
Get a little high, high
Keep my head under the water
Pride buried in my chest
Not counting all the minutes, the seconds
Not holdin' my breath
Now sinking from the surface
Swimming in my lungs
Losing all my vision, religion
I'm holding my tongue
So why, why
Don't we get a little high, high?
Don't we get a little, get a little
Don't we get a little high
Get a little high, high
Don't wanna pay attention to the
Writing on the wall painted with aggression
And dripping when you call
Not gonna learn my lesson
Am I running out of time? So, why, why, why?
Don't we get a little, get a little
Don't we get a little high
Get a little high, high