High Note Lyrics

Stumble down the hallway, mumblin'

Lookin' like a ghoul appeared

Monsters on my bedding

There's no A/C but, it's cool in here

Sink into my bed

But, there's no faucets by my pillow

When I close my eyes

Album cover art by Tool appears

Pull up to the party

I been sipping' Robotussin

Shuffle through the door

I drop a baggie as I bust in

Eyes adjusting to the light

But never get accustomed

I see them, take a couple

Gotta handful like percussion

They me I need slow down

I just ate em all up though

Now I'm seeing doubles

Like they're shadow clones, uh oh

I shouldn't mix synthetic weed with over counters

While resin hitting pipes

And then popping prescription downers

Fog rolls in through the door

I feel my heart drop

I slap my face but I don't realize

That it made my heart stop

I stand up sideways

With my hands down at my side

My arms throb

The pillys had me feeling like a lucid dreamy heartthrob

If these sixteen don't turn me to a fiend

Then I'll be good

If these 16's don't turn into the dream

Then I'll be shook

Walk down the street

Demons eating fallen angels

Cross my heart and hope to remain forever unstable

Stumble down the hallway, mumblin'

Lookin' like a ghoul appeared

Monsters on my bedding

There's no A/C

But, it's cool in here

Sink into my bed

But, there's no faucets by my pillow

When I close my eyes

Album cover art by Tool appears

Monsters crawling on me

Under the blanket I go

It's not safe in here

Too high in a daze to know

Whispers in my ear

Basket-case, plain psycho

If I overdose

I guess I ended on a high note

Creepy

Spiders, not normally got lots on me

Sleeping

Lighters that aren't mine fall out of pocket oddly

Shrieking

Fighting with the voices, it's all out of body

Dreamy

Climbing towards my peak

I'm a walking zombie

Room swaying like Shade 45 in the Morning

It was 10

Now it 8:45 in the morning

Piercing glances looking down at me

Like they're in mourning

White lines on the granite

Look like Tech Deck snowboarding

If these sixteen don't turn me to a fiend

Then I'll be good

If these 16's don't turn into the dream

Then I'll be shook

Walk down the street

Demons eating fallen angels

Cross my heart and hope to remain forever unstable

Stumble down the hallway, mumblin'

Lookin' like a ghoul appeared

Monsters on my bedding

There's no A/C

But, it's cool in here

Sink into my bed

But, there's no faucets by my pillow

When I close my eyes

Album cover art by Tool appears

Monsters crawling on me

Under the blanket I go

It's not safe in here

Too high in a daze to know

Whispers in my ear

Basket-case, plain psycho

If I overdose

I guess I ended on a high note

If these sixteen don't turn me to a fiend

Then I'll be good

If these 16's don't turn into the dream

Then I'll be shook

Walk down the street

Demons eating fallen angels

Cross my heart and hope to remain forever unstable

I shouldn't mix synthetic weed with over counters

While resin hitting pipes

And then popping prescription downers