歌词
To be a pleasure seeker
And hold your crystal gaze
The passage of this crazy life
And you know you can't escape
Take the cake, make the cut
Keep on chasing, chasing, chasing it
Want to taste, the taste of lust
Got a taste for too much
Need the hit, need the rush
So your faking keeping this up
But the more you make
The more you've got to lose
If you win, you're a winner
So take your hustle to the limit
Everything within your reach but you still want more
Prisoners of the high life
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To see the finest creatures
Held hostage to their pride
The grass is always greener there
If you dream in black and white
Take the cake, make the cut
Keep on chasing, chasing, chasing it
Want to taste, the taste of lust
Got a taste for too much
Need the hit, need the rush
So your faking keeping this up
But the more you make
The more you've got to lose
If you win, you're a winner
So take your hustle to the limit
Everything within your reach but you still want more
Prisoners of the high life
♪
Prisoners of the high life
♪
If you win, you're a winner
So take your hustle, take your hustle to the limit
Everything within your reach, but you still want more
Prisoners of the high life
Oh, prisoners of the high life, yeah
Prisoners of the high life
If you win, you're are a winner
So take your hustle, take your hustle to the limit
Everything within your reach but you still want more
Prisoners of the high life