Can I say I've lost myself Or would it be too much For everyone at home? Can I say I've turned on myself For all the things that I've done And everyone I've wronged? What did you expect? Hold me by the neck When I get too high We started this for fun Now they acting like I won I could see both sides It's hard to keep it low-key when everyone's your homie I see the inside of a bottle when I'm lonely Maybe I'm projecting, I'll tell you what I don't see I'm looking for a friend where there used to be the old me, oh Every day's so high Like everything you pictured I'm so high Every day's so high Like everything you pictured I'm so high Come with me and you'll see a world of pure imagination You'll be free, what they see so far from all your limitations Come with me and you'll see a world of pure imagination Pure imagination, pure imagination A world of pure imagination Pure imagination