[ Featuring White Punk ]
The way you
Make me feel
So high
I don't think I'll ever
Go back down
I would rather stay up
On this cloud
Where it Feels like heaven
Numb to the touch
Told myself
I don't need love
But you changed that
Bright light walk in
Through the door
Black granite table with a
Marble floor
Flowers in a vase, match the
Whole decor
And you're there, with a
Bottle, pour some more
And the garage, looks
Like a mirage, with
All of the cars, that we want
And a big tv, like a
Movie screen, playing
Anything, that we want
With a closet full of
Options, anything we
Ever even wanted, I'm on it
With a mind like mine, that's
Built to design
Almost anything can be real
Except reality
If you choose me
Over everything
Just know that
The way you
Make me feel
So high
I don't think I'll ever
Go back down
I would rather stay up
On this cloud
Where it Feels like heaven
Numb to the touch
Told myself
I don't need love
But you changed that
