She's like the cast-dim-lit ghost
Of a one Shangri la
Sucking any feeling of breeze the mayhem
It may fail exhaustion passing through
No cocoon for the wounded
Now I just feel persecuted and ruined.

High to low its just the violence in love
is something everyone wants.
High to low left me with nothing I think
Everything is better alone.

Awake and so far away burning like a woodpile
Still enamored with the one girl that I'll never
Spend a night with.
Fatigue is engulfing and I'm straining
Just to hide it while everything I want
is standing right in front of my eyes and...

High to low its just the violence in love
is something everyone wants.
High to low left me with nothing I think
Everything is better alone.