| Life tempo unsustainable
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| Try and end all war, my days are full
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| Tired ankles till I can’t escape it all
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| A dying hope of the unattainable
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| Drivin' this road’s like lucid dreamin'
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| Sleep through the daytime, fly through the evening
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| If I don’t dream and give life to my demons
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| Then please don’t wake me, I’ll die while I’m sleepin'
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| Man I swore I never been here before
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| This tour’s like a storm, blew me up on the shore
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| Don’t know if I’m coming or going or who’s runnin' this show
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| And whether it’s curtains or encore
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| And everyday I spend, space and dimension
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| Feelin' like I snap so free from the tension
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| Breaking the connection, chasing my redemption
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| Looking in the wrong place for perfection
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| I brought a piece of the road into the peace of our home
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| You the cornerstone of every bit of peace that I’ve known
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| But this fever to roam, I can’t leave it alone
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| It claws at my flesh and it’s deep in my bones
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| The music brought me back to life
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| But it was you that bought the sacrifice
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| Lost time, lost sleep, lost point of view
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| Lost I, lost me, lost all but you
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| If we go higher
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| Tryna take the clouds
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| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
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| Lost in the nether
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| Only way is down
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| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
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| Still we go higher
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| Tryna sate this thirst
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| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
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| Till we fly into the sun
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| And fall in flames to Earth
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| Earth, Earth
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| Ooo-ooo-oo
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Ooooh
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| She used to say
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| You make me wanna run to you
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| I’m so proud of your accomplishments
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| Looked at me like I had hung the moon
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| Now she looks at me like I’m blockin' it
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| Cause when you’re deep on a tour, no rest
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| Not feeling human, like you failed the Turing test
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| She don’t want you to bounce too soon man
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| I feel like Andy Kaufman, the Man on the Moon, and
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| When I’m feelin' half-human
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| I’m still hard to kill like Vents and Rasputin
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| And when life get to bootin'
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| You gotta hit 'em with the fire, Street Fighter, Hadouken
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| Twenty-four-seven ride the clouds on a seven-four-seven
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| Like how? |
| Damn
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| I’ve never felt more pleasant then I have right now
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| Shook to life by the landing gear
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| Inflight radio playin' Chandelier
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| Now I’m standin' here with no standing room
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| Waiting on an old man to grab a bag or two
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| Then he tipped his hat and asked what I do
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| I said 'dude this is what I do'
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| And I’mma be consumed by all this so called fun
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| I’mma burn up soon tryna touch the sun
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| If we go higher
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| Tryna take the clouds
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| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
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| Lost in the nether
|
| Only way is down
|
| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
|
| Still we go higher
|
| Tryna sate this thirst
|
| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
|
| Till we fly into the sun
|
| And fall in flames to Earth
|
| Earth, Earth
|
| Ooo-ooo-oo
|
| Higher
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Ooooh
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Ooooh
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| Higher
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| High-igh
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| I-igh!
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| Oooh
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| If we go higher
|
| Tryna take the clouds
|
| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
|
| Lost in the nether
|
| Only way is down
|
| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
|
| Still we go higher
|
| Tryna sate this thirst
|
| Ooo-ooo-ooo-oo
|
| Till we fly into the sun
|
| And fall in flames to Earth
|
| Earth, Earth
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Ooooh |