Universal High

With nothing else left to see
I see you glimpse, at the sky
You look lost, with all those things you think about
Over a city view, but nothing's new

Like how the world will never change
And how the city life will never be the same
I guess oh well

Oh, but how you gonna find someone to lose again/ (Nothing left to find)
Find something to do again? (This universal high)
In this universal high
There's nothing left to find

All those secret dreamers
The ones that laugh until they cry
If life was such a big joke, why d'ya look so saddened
When half the world is mourning
But you make it seem so boring

I know I'd never see you change
Pissed off on a street
Replacing the bible for 'The Man'
Ah man

Oh, but how you gonna find someone to lose again? (Nothing left to find)
Find something to do again? (This universal high)
In this universal high
There's nothing left to find
How you gonna find someone to use again? (Nothing left to find)
And how you gonna find someone to lose again? (This universal high)
This universal high
There's nothing left to find
But how you gonna find someone to use again? (This universal high)
But how you gonna find someone to lose again? (Nothing left to find)
To lose again (This universal high)
There's nothing left to find