The Qemists - The Perfect High Lyrics

Lyrics The Perfect High - The Qemists




Here′s another burned out soul
Who's looking for an alchemist to turn his trip to gold.
Boy, it′s never in a dealer's stash,
Nor on a druggist's shelf, son.
If you find the perfect high,
Look inside yourself
Look inside yourself



Writer(s): Arnold Daniel James, Black Liam Mcgregor, Harris Leon Paul



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