Art Of Dying That High
(You hear that? Let me tell you a little story about the time we wrote a song with a ghost)
Well I f..cked up a million times
Will you forgive me one more time
Take a knife and close your eyes
On the fence is where I hide
The heat from below me keeps bringing me down
An angel from heaven just fell to the ground
I think that she knows me, but I can't be sure
Maybe someday I'll meet her if I can get that high
If I can get that high
Taking stock in who I am
It can't walk if it can't stand
Lately I'm out of my goddam mind
Maybe it's natural most of the time
The heat from below me keeps bringing me down
An angel from heaven just fell to the ground
I think that she knows me, but I can't be sure
Maybe someday I'll meet her if I can get that high
The heat from below me keeps bringing me down
An angel from heaven just fell to the ground
I think that she knows me, but I can't be sure
Maybe someday I'll meet her if I can get that high
If I can get that high
If I can get that high
If I can get that high
If I can get that high
If I can get that high
If I can get that high
