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Paranoid Social Club She Gets Me High


She's in my veins
She's in my veins
She's in my brain now
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high

An angel grew wings from the angel dust
And it's a feeling so strange
Now I'm righteous and rigid
Like a stranger's touch
And I feel so strange
Her hair smells like cocaine
When I hold her tight I feel no pain
It's a feeling so strange
Enough to mess up my whole brain

My mood swings from high as the Fourth of July
To the lowest of lowest low you can find
Try to get work, but I always get fired
Tied up in the thoughts of the last time
Or the next time I huff her fumes
It'll be just like the first
I'm not in denial
That girl takes the edge of my nerves

She's in my veins
She's in my veins
She's in my brain now
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high

She slipped the first free kiss through a crack in the door
It's a dealing so strange
Knowing my weakness will bring me back in for more
Now I'm feeling okay
On the phone, she is a code name "Mary Jane"
Now I'm lit up on the corner like a flint and propane
Enough to mess up my whole day

She's in my veins
She's in my veins
She's in my brain now
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high

She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high

An angel grew wings from the angle dust
And it's a feeling so strange
Now I'm righteous and rigid
Like a stranger's touch
And I feel so strange
Whoa
Her hair smells like cocaine
When I hold her tight I feel no pain
It's a feeling so strange
Enough to mess up my whole brain, mess up my whole day

She's in my veins
She's in my veins
She's in my brain now
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high
She gets me high
My girl gets me high

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