Princess Die High
Princess High Die
Where’s my stache high?
Want to get high guy
I need my
Have you seen my
I can't find my
Where’s my stache?
Can you feed my love?
Cannabis
Can you feed my love?
Where’s my stache?
Where’s my stache?
Cannabis
High Princess
There’s no exit we're in Jean-Paul Sartre
Hope you don’t think my obsession is awkward
Princess High Die
Princess Die High
Princess High Die
Princess Die High
There’s no particular thing that I want, want, want
There’s no particular drug that I love, love, love
But when I can’t find my stache I give up, up, up, up
I need to deal with myself and get messed up, messed up, messed up
Where’s my stache?
Can you feed my love
Cannabis
Can you feed my love?
Where’s my stache?
Where’s my stache?
Cannabis?
High Princess
Where’s my stache?
DJ Zedd
Anton, turn it up
Let’s party, let’s get messed up
Let’s get messed up
Let’s get messed up
You’re so messed up
Psychotic music head
