Higher Songtext
von Smoove & Turrell

Your patter doesn′t really matter
Do you think that you own this crowd?
You got your little boy look, faster talk to boot
And everywhere that is your sound
Behind a little red rope, trying hard to gloat, but you can't
With your so-called friends and their empty hands
Phone full of numbers, but no one wants to call you
Come on

′Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah
You think that all of this matters
But total backstabbers, look around at who you've become
You′re getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah
And it don′t mean nothing, silly fools will all be laughing
To the same, the same old hell, oh yeah


A personality broken, sunken in so they can choke you
Do you think you can fool this crowd?
You're building on imagination, man, it′s your own creation
Worst of all, you're small and proud
Behind a little glass screen, trying hard to breathe, but you can′t
'Cause things come ′round the corner, better watch your back, stalker
Got a phone full of numbers, you've been caught up by your brothers
Come on

'Cause you′re higher than yourself, oh yeah
You think that all of this matters
But total backstabbers, look around at who you′ve become
You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah
And it don′t mean nothing, silly fools will all be laughing
To the same, the same old hell

(Higher than yourself) Higher than yourself
(Higher to protect yourself) To protect yourself
(Higher than yourself) Higher than yourself
(Higher to protect yourself) To protect yourself
(Higher than yourself) What have you become?
(Higher to protect yourself) Yeah