You Make Me High

Two Shots Of Rye

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    I just passed by your house
    My car crawls without a sound
    Your picture still hangs on my wall
    Like an eight by ten battle scar
    I wake up in due time, and this pillow's a poor substitute for your arm
    Even as it molds to your design

    I lost perspective on my directed course
    Who conspired your desires fall?
    I'll shed myself of all accountability
    'Cause this consequence don't make much sense to me
    You should know that you make me high
    From miles away you still make me high
    Darling, you know that you make me high

    Put in the tape, click play, it'll be OK
    Sit in your bed, let memories torture your pretty head
    I will not resign, I've put in too much time
    The sweet sound of a '45, though it all soothes me all through the night
    Is still a poor substitute for your sigh

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    I lost perspective on my directed course
    Who conspired your desires fall?
    I'll shed myself of all accountability
    'Cause this consequence don't make much sense to me
    You should know that you make me high
    From miles away you still make me high
    Darling, you know that you make me high

    I wake up in due time, and this pillow's a poor substitute for your arm
    Even as it molds to your design

    I lost perspective on my directed course
    Who conspired your desires fall?
    I'll shed myself of all accountability
    'Cause this consequence don't make much sense to me
    You should know that you make me high
    From miles away you still make me high
    Darling, you know that you make me high
    Though the years went by, you still make me high

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