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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sydney Sprague
Sydney Sprague
Vocals
Chuck Morriss III
Chuck Morriss III
Synthesizer
Sébastien Deramat
Sébastien Deramat
Guitar
Fantasy Unit
Fantasy Unit
Drums
Matt Storto
Matt Storto
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sydney Sprague
Sydney Sprague
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sydney Sprague
Sydney Sprague
Producer
Chuck Morriss III
Chuck Morriss III
Producer
Mike Davis
Mike Davis
Mixing Engineer
Sébastien Deramat
Sébastien Deramat
Producer
Dave Harris
Dave Harris
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Too high at the fair field
Going fast as fuck on a ferris wheel
It's a long way down to the parking lot
There's a voice in my head, and it never stops
Know I lost time on a long drive
Now I got too much, and I can't decide
If I'm too turned up in the plot twist
And what if we kissed?
At the free continental breakfast
Could I face up to the consequences?
I pull up twenty minutes late
Stuck in gridlock behind the motorcade
Least I'm lucky enough that there's someone to blame
Guess the presidents in town for presidents' day
Now that that's done, and all out of the way
I can sit in this chair, and think about your face
It'll probably pass in a couple of days
But I won't ever know
If you ever felt the way that I did
I should probably die of embarrassment
You won't ever felt the way that I did
I think I'm gonna cry
Too high
For this
Written by: Sydney Sprague
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