High - Whethan/Dua Lipa

Lyrics by：John Hill/Ethan Snoreck/Sarah Aarons/Dua Lipa

Composed by：John Hill/Ethan Snoreck/Sarah Aarons/Dua Lipa

Produced by：John Hill/Whethan/Rob Cohen

You don't have to be so cautious

If you practice what you preach

Counting up the stacks on the counter

A disease

But don't ask me to be righteous

If you practice what you teach

Counting all your blessings

The second you're down on your knees

So why why

Don't we get a little high high

Don't we get a little

Get a little

Don't we get a little high

Get a little high high

Keep my head under the water

Pride buried in my chest

Not counting all the minutes

The seconds not holdin' my breath

Now sinkin' from the surface

Swimmin' in my lungs

Losin' all my vision religion

I'm holdin' my tongue

So why why

Don't we get a little high high

Don't we get a little

Get a little

Don't we get a little high

Get a little high high

Don't want to pay attention

To the writing on the wall

Painted with aggression

And dripping when you call

Not gonna learn my lesson

Am I running out of time

So why

Why

Why

Don't we get a little

Get a little

Don't we get a little high

Get a little high high