Cause I got high.

I was ‘bout to chill in the den,

‘cause I got high.

Vision flash like lightning ‘pon mi eyes,

‘cause I got high.

Grab di pen, start writing di whole scene,

‘cause I got high.

Now mi ten chapters deep, lost in di dream,

and I don’t know why.

Because I got high! (hey!)

Because I got high! (yo!)

Because I got high!

Open di page again, time disappear,

‘cause I got high.

Swore I had a master plan right here,

‘cause I got high.

Coffee turn ice on di desk, mi dear,

‘cause I got high.

Whole night flip into one big joke, mi swear,

still don’t know why.

Because I got high! (hey!)

Because I got high! (yo!)

Because I got high!

The Eldritch is breathing…

Wendy deh a scramble…

Dreason deh a hunt mi…

Lisa deh a dying…

Paintings dem a move, alive and scheming…

One more chapter, den mi blink—

Now mi asking why…

Sunrise creep through di blind, but mi still wide,

‘cause I got high.

Characters dem whispering, crawling inside,

‘cause I got high.

Page count rising like di tide, no lie,

‘cause I got high.

Story got mi soul, I cyan’t say goodbye,

even though I know tomorrow I pay di price…

But right now— mi still fly!

Because I got high! (one love!)

Because I got high! (keep di fire!)

Because I got high!

Because I got high…