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• Artiste: Mike Posner
• Titre: High And Low (On LSD)
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...just wanna be free I am a lone mosquito Ain't got no ego I just wanna be free We are all lone mosquitoes Ain't got no ego We just wanna be free Oh, send me flyin' A lone mosquito Ain't got no ego I just wanna be free We are all lone mosquitoes Ain't got no ego We just wanna be free (Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real) Free, free, free, free (Nothing is real, nothing is real) Free, free, free, free (Nothing is real, nothing is real) Free, free, free, free (Nothing is real, nothing is real, is real) Free, free, free, free (Nothing is real, nothing...) Free, free, free, free... (Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is rеal Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is rеal) (Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real Nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real, nothing is real...) I took too much, latticework in my head My clothes are too tight, need to get to my bed Walk upstairs, it's gettin' harder to breathe I hear people in my room, I'm 'bout to make 'em leave Probably college kids lookin' for a place to kiss I feel around on the wall and turn on the light switch (Oh) oh my god, oh my (This, this isn't what it looks like, I swear) Oh my god... (Just relax, just relax) Am I hallucinatin'? Is it just a bad trip? Bear's got Noelle bent over my bed and shit Of all the girls, dog? (Dude I'm sorry) My ex? And you, you couldn't pick another place to have sex? (No) (Mike, it's okay) Just get the fuck out of my house (This isn't even your house) Just get the fuck out of my house! Then I pick up the gun from the dresser and I cock it (Jesus, Mike, dude c'mon drop it) I swear, if you don't get the fuck out of here I count to three, (One... two...) they pick up their shit and disappear I find a handle of Jack and turn it upside-down Wake up the next morning on the floor face down