Won't Get Higher
- 123 min.
Home? (2002)

Fruits of last night seemed to be O.K.
Fresh and good, no wrinkle at all in sight
Like a daddy ("yer own") to talk about her dreams
Like a ghost, already in between the sheets

Sizing the mind, faking in my joy
I could have been heading so steady, catching up to fade out
But being so cool I deny the time
Let death come tomorrow, just to kill that pain

Won't get higher this way - no doubt 'n' delay
Won't get higher this way - you'll not get any younger, no way

Tomorrow is the day you begin to pay
Your skull is too small and your brain is defeated
In the battle it will lose or your mind will escape
So far it's all gone - Or have another one?

Won't get higher this way - no doubt 'n' delay
Won't get higher this way - you'll not get any younger, no way
Won't get higher this way - no doubt 'n' delay
Won't get higher this way - you'll not get any younger