You Don't Get Me High Anymore

I don't like stayin' at home When the moon is bleeding red Woke up stoned in a backstreet from a dream where my teeth fell out of my head Cut it up, cut it up, yeah Everybody's on something here My godsend chemical best friend skeleton whispering in my ear Walk with me to the end Stare with me into the abyss Do you feel like letting go? I wonder how far down it is Nothing is fun Not like before You don't get me high anymore Used to take one Now it takes four You don't get me high anymore Runnin' through emergency rooms Spinning wheels and ceiling fans My handshake, cellophane, landscape - mannequin fakin' it the best that I can It's a Cadillac, Cadillac, red No hands on the steering wheel I'm crashing this save-a-ho puppet show, UFO obliterate the way that I feel Walk with me to the end Stare with me into the abyss Do you feel like letting go? I wonder how far down it is Nothing is fun Not like before You don't get me high anymore Used to take one Now it takes four You don't get me high anymore You don't get me high anymore You don't get me high anymore Walk with me to the end Stare with me into the abyss Do you feel like letting go? I wonder how far down it is Nothing is fun Not like before You don't get me high anymore Used to take one Now it takes four You don't get me high anymore High anymore High anymore High anymore High anymore (anymore)