High in the city, high in the city I wanna get high in the city I wanna stay alive here in the city I wanna stay high in the city High in the city, high
Baby Baby, I'm so gone Oh, baby Tell me what I'm on Don't wanna make a scene Don't wanna be cordial Time tears itself apart Like a dagger in my heart
A-turning like figure eight She like to listen to the tambourine Round and round like a Ferris wheel Rocking off a junior reel You should feel the way she feel A-dancing backward in high
Oh, funky, funky but chic Oh, funky, funky but chic Funky, funky but chic You funky but, funky but Alright, alright, alright Got a pair of shoes, yeah
With dying proportion To the words that we fling around Make me your king, baby Make me your clown Talk to me, baby Tell me all the thing that I wanna
It's a big old existential world Made just for a boy and girl It requires a thousand eyes For hidden tears Find a room that's furthest from the flames
Made love all summer Swindlers of the abyss Never one bummer Rock and roll, kiss, kiss, kiss It's the end of the summer Ooh, it's the end of the summer
, the highest high deep inside The, the highest high deep inside The, the highest high deep inside The, the highest high deep inside The highest high
I'm so sick and tired trying to change your mind When it's so easy to disconnect mine High times, high times High times, yeah, I feel fine High times, high times High
something new, it feels so right to be here with you, ohh. And now lookin' in your eyes, I feel in my heart, the start of something new. ohh. Troy: Now
Start Of Something New - Troy && Gabriella (Troy) Livin' in my own world Didn't understand, That anything can happen, when you take a chance. (Gabriella
are graveyards and all of our scars are permanent there's no placement for places i'll always love you, you're mine numb is the new high, old memories
stay high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!) on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!) we stay high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!) on dat
new high, new high Trying just to get the feeling right I'm looking for a new high, new high I'm looking for a new high, new high I'm looking for a
the pain of what I know, Not the smell of mercy on me! (Not the smell of mercy on me!)I'm reaching down into a new high in lows! Not the smell of mercy
There were no words to say I just had to get high One look inside and I knew right away I felt too much I did not have the strength I just ran to get high
my reflection I try to ignore the decay Listen harder to the tone The pitch of your broad chest As it exhales into mine Old highs new lows Ain't that
hitting a new low We?re hitting a new low We?re hitting a new low We?re hitting a new low We?re hitting a new low We?re hitting a new low