C A C A F G A C A C A You don't have to be so cautious if you practice what you preach C A C Dm G A Counting up the stacks on the counter, a fucking disease C A C A Don't ask me to be righteous if you practice what you teach C A C Dm F Counting all your blessings the second you're down on your knees F So why, why A Em Don't we get a little high, high? F A A G F A Don't we get a little, get a little A Don't we get a little high G C A Get a little high, high A C A C A Keep my head under the water, pride buried in my chest C A C Dm A Not counting all the minutes, the seconds, not holdin' my breath A C A Dbm A Now sinking from the surface, swimming in my lungs C A C Dm Losing all my vision, religion, I'm holding my tongue Dm F So why, why A Em Don't we get a little high, high? Dm A A G C A Don't we get a little, get a little A Don't we get a little high G A Get a little high, high A Dm F A Don't wanna pay attention to the writing on the wall A Dm F Dm A Painted with aggression, and dripping when you call A Dm A Not gonna learn my lesson, am I running out of time? A C Dm A So, why, why, why? A G F A Don't we get a little, get a little A Don't we get a little high G Get a little high, high
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