DAVID BOWIE

DAVID BOWIE - I'd Rather Be High lyrics

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Never come is..

Upon the feel just touch the ground

Freely into make just the way that loivers look

Fairy lady, man is drinking

Until the other come alone

Gossip 'till their lips are bleeding, politics of love

I'd rather be high, I'd rather be high

I'd rather be fly, I'd rather be fly

I'd rather be dead, around of my head

The train and his guns..

I'd rather be high

The tence was black, the towel dark

A flu to carrow by my..

I've spend it to the gravior

Around I lay down by my hair

His wispers just remember darkest

Everybody gets got

I'd rather be high, I'd rather be high

I'd rather be fly, I'd rather be fly

I'd rather be dead, around of my head

The train and his guns..

I'd rather be high

..

I'm so affraid that I were losing

I'd rather smoke afront my..

Bleeding for some teenage sex

Yeaah

I'd rather be high, I'd rather be high

I'd rather be fly, I'd rather be fly

I'd rather be dead, around of my head

The train and his guns..

I'd rather be high

I'd rather be high

I'd rather be fly

I'd rather be fly

I'd rather be high

I'd rather be fly

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