You Don't Get Me High Anymore

I don't like stayin' at home

When the moon is bleeding red

Woke up stoned in the backseat

From a dream where my teeth fell out of my head

Cut it up, cut it up, yeah

Everybody's on something here

My godsend chemical best friend

Skeleton whispering in my ear

Runnin' through emergency rooms

Spinning wheels and ceiling fans

My handshake, cellophane, landscape

Mannequin fakin' it the best that I can

Cadillac, Cadillac red

No hands on the steering wheel

I'm crashing this save-a-ho puppet show

UFO obliterate the way I feel

Walk with me to the end

Stare with me into the abyss

Do you feel like letting go?

I wonder how far down it is

Nothing is fun

Not like before

You don't get me high anymore

Used to take one

Now it takes four

You don't get me high anymore

You don't get me high anymore

You don't get me high anymore

Phantogram - You Don't Get Me High Anymore

/ You keep me within what you think is normal. I hate it. /

This song literally makes me to lose my grip. I love everything about it: it's rhythm, it's passion, it's despair, it's thirst, it's demand. This incredible video that simply radiates all these feelings in such an elegant, bright, sensual and just beautiful manner.

And this is what you feel when life cannot give you what you want. To soar high into the deep blue sky, to dissolve into the infinity of the ocean, to shine with all existing colors against a fading sunset, to run away to the brink of the earth, to see what you haven't ever seen, to feel what you have never felt before and what you have even never thought about.

And you rush about and go mad craving for more... And only music can quench that thirst. After all, the whole world is hidden in music. In music like this.