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High But Not Mighty

Taken the high road Every damn time Ending up in the gutter No matter how hi I climb Saddle up my high horse Lead it to water Same creek different source One paddle is all they offer High strung out and out of sorts Last blast comes with no laughter Burning bridges the last resort Blown sky high regret pours soon after Settn sail three sheets to the wind High as a kite in lightning storm disaster In a handbasket hell is destined Desperate high times spent n plastered Chasing that dragon that's got me imprisoned Hell or high water the path to rock bottom is the only pursuit I've mastered

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