High to Death - Car Seat Headrest

Written by：William Barnes

I fell over

I fell onto the ground

I wish I was sober

I can't get up off the ground

I closed my eyes

And thought I was blind

It's the middle of the night

And I'll never be alright again

And this wallpaper

Keeps going round the room

Keeps going round the room

Keeps going round the room

And I follow it around the room

And I follow it around the room

Keep smoking I love you

Keep smoking I love you

Keep smoking I still love you

But I don't wanna die I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die I don't wanna die

I don't wanna die I don't wanna die

And I sat there on the steps

Considering death

There were only second left of the night

And I said hell is the sun

Burning forever at the center of things

A ball on fire at the center of things

A ball on fire at the center of things

A brain on fire at the center of things

A brain on fire at the center of things