High on My Own

If I knew who I was
I'd wake each morning at the crack of dawn
And pray to a God
And meditate on the lawn
I'd blur the line between the sheep and I
Waving the flag of the cause I fight
Carry my torch to the protest line
I've resigned...

To get high
To get low
'Til the company's dissolved
And I get high
I get low
'Til I can't take it no more
Getting high
On my own

If I knew who I was
I'd call you out on this weeks soapbox speech
Through whitened teeth
You've got to keep it PC
You're working for a title to live up to
Be careful what you wish for it might come true
But you'd be out of luck
And I'd be out of an excuse...

To get high
To get low
'Til the company's dissolved
And I get high
I get low
'Til I can't take it no more
Getting high
To get low
And you're better off not knowing that
I get high
I get low
'Til I can't take it no more
Getting high
On my own