"High" (1997)



1. Final Step
2. Hallucinational
3. It's On Me
4. High Noon
5. Your Hands
6. Monster
7. Lucky Day
8. Toast
9. High
10. Everything
11. Forkboy

1. Final Step

Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Compromise to mend
My demise, my end
Despised again

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Again seemed right
Follow the light it dimmed
No surprise

Somehow tricked perfect fit
Alibi, two-faced lie
No surprise

By the heels
Suddenly I'm pinned
Forced to kneel choked to heal

Failure failed
This rhyme picked my mind
Out of time

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward
End of my speech now is clear
What it is I'm doing here
I am here one final footstep forward

Abused, confused
Fought the blues, no shoes
Still I walk

No place, no face
Broken grin, hollow within
Still I walk

Abandoned my friend
Lost hold pot of gold
Left out cold

Detached, fucking wacked
Needle in, story ends
All depends

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward
End of my speech now is clear
What it is I'm doing here
Now I'm here one final footstep forward

Standing on the edge of time
Looking down I realize
I am here one final footstep forward

Standing on the edge of time
Standing on the edge of time
Standing on the edge of time

2. Hallucinational

Frustration, application
Cremation, confirmation
Creation, confrontation
Dedication, disintegration

You have seen the horns and tail
Can you be hallucinational
You have seen the horns and tail
Can you be hallucinational

Equation, stagnation
Radiation, duration
Imagination, starvation
Declaration, detenation

You have seen the horns and tail
Can you be hallucinational
You have seen the horns and tail
Is it your hallucinational

You have seen the horns and tail
Can you be hallucinational
You say you've seen the horns and tail
Can you be hallucinational

Intention, separation
Speculation, T.V. station
Hypertension, elevation
Indication, hallucination

You have seen the horns and tail
Can you be hallucinational
You say you've seen the horns and tail
I think you're hallucinational

3. It's On Me

A shotgun up against my eye
They're kicking my door in
Why this time
I thought they had theirs and I had mine

Lights going on and off
Sirens blazing
I wonder who they're chasing

It's on me
I can't see
What you see
It's on me

All those shots died from a broken heart
Got to end before getting to start
Unknowing sleeping birds cats love to tear apart

Lights going on and off
Sirens blazing
They're driving me fucking crazy

A shotgun up against my eye
I think it's my turn now to die

Lights going on and off
Sirens blazing
I'm wondering who they're chasing

It's on me
I can't see
What you see
It's on me
It's on me
I can't see
What you see
It's on me

4. High Noon

I've already been to heaven
So I might as well step down
Up seems like a real good offer
But I'm gonna have to turn it down
Losing heart
Wondering if it's worth saving
Well at least what remains
After it hits the pavement

I just had to make sure
You knew I was sincere

Trains change
They jump the tracks
They almost always
Switch back

Once again it's just me
The smoking empty shotgun shell
So close to a dream you can't touch
My very own version of hell
Playing tables and gambling
Bad hands of cards
Running out of crosswalks
Betting on the oddest odds

I just had to make sure
You knew I was sincere

Trains change
They jump the tracks
They almost always
Switch back
I've changed
I've jumped the tracks
I almost always switch back

I just had to make sure
You knew I was sincere

I've already been to heaven
So they asked me to step down
Up was a real good offer
But I screwed up big and turned it down
Lost heart
Knowing it's not worth saving
No usable remains
After it hits the pavement

I just had to make sure
You knew I was sincere

5. Your Hands

Broken hearts, broken jaws
Lowly weekends break tonight
Beaten fools, beaten dogs
Stolen deals, inside jobs
Coldly run fingers through again
Swollen faces, beaten dogs
All turn away and say amen

When it's in your hands and you can't feel
When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell

Know a little about nothing
I know two things that's for sure
I know a bit of everything
Watch em cheating, watch em leave
Going down, going, gone
Watch them buried within reach
Are you knowing what they're on

When it's in your hands and you can't feel
When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell
When it's in your hands and you can't feel
When it's in your heart and you can't feel you fell

Cheaply spending, cheaply bought
Etherize those bloodshot eyes
Never ending, never caught
Turning heads, turning beds
Sleeping with the blown away
Trading heads, trading beds
Your heart in a bag and thrown away

When it's in your hands and you can't feel
When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell
When it's in your hands but you can't feel
When it's in your heart but you can't feel you fell

6. Monster

Running them off the highway
Running them off the rail
Running their babies into cold black water
Just me and my stash and my scale

Filling the tank over flowing
Filling a dirty syringe
Filling another cemetary
Hope drinking blood don't make you cringe no

Seeing is still not beleiving
Seeing that you're still here
Seeing you fall from the eighth floor window
Your reputation to smear

Shooting in every direction
Shooting stars inside our heads
Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes
I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no

I'm turning into a monster
I'll turn the heat up high
I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
The smell of skin on fire
I'm turning into a monster
I'll turn the heat up high
I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
The smell of skin on fire
I'm turning into a monster yeah

Shooting in every direction
Shooting stars inside our heads
Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes
I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no

I'm turning into a monster
I'll turn the heat up high
I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
The smell of skin on fire
I'm turning into a monster
I'll turn the heat up high
I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning
The smell of skin on fire
I'm turning into a monster yeah
A monster

7. Lucky Day

If the fire can't be put out
Let it burn, let it burn
If you haven't learned your lesson yet
You'll never learn, never learn
When it's hard to hold them down
Let em fly, let em fly
If they don't want to live
Let em die, let em die

It's not so complicated so
Just let them have their way
You see I, I always get my way
Another lucky day

If it's easier to let it go
Let it go
When the water keeps on rising
Let it flow, let it flow
Under too much presure
Then explode, just explode
If they don't want to know
They won't know, they won't know

It's not so complicated so
Just let them have their way
You see I, I always get my way
Another lucky day, lucky day

If it's cheaper to kill
Then let em die, let em die
If their tears can't be stopped
Let em cry, let em cry, cry

It's not so complicated so
Just let them have their way
You see I, I always get my way
Another lucky day, lucky day

8. Toast

Pusher, pushing a dream
Go ahead and pick a scarecrow clean
One long season mean
Or just letting off steam
Only scratched it twice
Made it bleed real nice

Bloody, body filled with bullet holes
Your eyes are black like coals
Wrapped around a pole
You have what I stole
Old fashioned cocaine
Standing on my brain

Gone tomorrow, here today
I never saw what hit me
It will all rumble away
I never heard a thing

Gone tomorrow, here today

Cutting into line again
Cutting it close in between
Laughing cause you're funny choking
Laughing cause you're turning blue
Laugh all the way to the bank
One less asshole acts like you

Gone tomorrow, here today
I never saw what hit me
It will all crumble away
I never heard a thing
Gone tomorrow, here today
One less asshole man, hahaha

9. High

I know it seems
Like I like falling
Too glazed to try crawling
Very good at alcoholing
Very good at alcoholing

If I can't get high
Then I can't get by
So I won't be buying it
No, no, no

I guess I don't really care
As long as the juice shows up there
Take a peek in the mirror
To see who's there
I guess I don't really care

If I can't get high
Then I can't get by
So I won't be buying it
No I won't be buying it
If I can't get high
Then I can't get by
So I won't be buying it
No, no, no

They told me it'll thrill ya
Just like the bottle it'll spill ya
The fucking combination'll kill ya
They told me it'll thrill ya

If I can't get high
Then I can't get by
So I won't be buying it
No I won't be buying it
If I can't get high
Then I can't get by
So I won't be buying it
No I won't be buying it
If I can't get high
Then I can't get by
So I won't be buying it
No