you Don’TG ET me high anymore (the range remix)

I dont like staying at home
When the moon is bleeding red
Woke up stoned in the backseat
From a dream where my teeth fell out of my head
Cut it up, cut it up, yeah
Everybodys on something here
My godsend chemical best friend
Skeleton whispering in my ear

Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You dont get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now its takes four
You dont get me high anymore

Runnin through emergency rooms
Spinning wheels and ceiling fans
My hand shake cellophane landscape
Mannequin (fakin it) the best I can.
Its Cadillac, Cadillac red
No hands on the steering wheel
Im crashing this save-a-ho
Puppet show
UFO
Obliterate the way I feel

Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is

Nothing is fun
Not like before
You dont get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now its takes four
You dont get me high anymore
You dont get me high anymore
You dont get me high anymore

Walk with me to the end
Stare with me into the abyss
Do you feel like letting go?
I wonder how far down it is
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You dont get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now its takes four
You dont get me high anymore

(high anymore)
(you dont get me, you dont get me high anymore)
(high anymore)
You dont get me high anymore
Nothing is fun
Not like before
You dont get me high anymore
Used to take one
Now its takes four
You dont get me high anymore