That's not arrogance
it only seems like that to those below
Spare me your obtrusiveness
Instead let me clear something else out
Born with a sillver spoon in your mouth*
The future tastes like an ode,
chosen for the higher spehres
And everyone falls for their pretty face one more time
No worries, daddy takes care of everything
I am
High-high-high
High Society
Where the rich fuck with the pretty ones
Above, they're making waves*
I am
High-high-high
High Society
Where people rather keep to themselves
and the others have to kneel down
When it comes to this world
there are people that fight instead of me
For it to not revolve around money,
you have to be able to afford everything.
Served on a silver platter,
life tastes three times as good
How godzillas always get the five-star*
but behind, to me always comes the flood
No worries, daddy takes care of everything
I am
High-high-high
High Society
Where the rich fuck with the pretty ones
Above, they're making waves
I am
High-high-high
High Society
Where people rather keep to themselves
and the others have to kneel down
I'm so high
society
There's no accounting for taste
It's better if you buy it yourself
C'mon let the headwater overflow,
while the rest lie on dry land
I won't complain
You just have to be lucky
otherwise you'll never be
high
high
No worries, daddy takes care of everything
I am
High-high-high
High Society
Where the rich fuck with the pretty ones
Above, they're making waves
I am
High-high-high
High Society
Where people rather keep to themselves
and the others have to kneel down
I'm so high*
I'm so high