Contact High Lyrics

I've had a contact high

My whole life

Every time I tell myself a lie

It knows exactly where I hide

I've had a contact high

And it's not quite passing by

Can anybody tell me why

Or tell me when I get it

Tell me when to turn this thing around

One foot in, all the same

Wouldn't change me anyways

Second-hand touch, doesn't mean much

Doesn't matter how long it takes

If I give in, if I give up

It wouldn't leave me anyways

Can't drive it away

Or keep the promises I make

Stumble into love

Fallen out of grace

If I gave you up

You know I can't replace

Pick myself right up

Leave without a trace

Let me make a mistake

'Cause it's one foot in, all the same

Wouldn't change me anyways

Second-hand touch, doesn't mean much

Doesn't matter how long it takes

If I give in, if I give up

It wouldn't leave me anyways

It wouldn't leave me anyways

It wouldn't leave me anyways