| Into the Hills
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| Cry the tears of the crocodiles
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| Lost feet, on the road
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| Said I love you so
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| I don’t have to be alone
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| Smoke fast, out the door
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| Love hard but in the end we’ll kill them all
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| Sun’s coming up
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| Too early my Valentine
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| Into the Hills we go
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| I don’t know if I could live much more
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| Didn’t know that I could feel this great
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| Life’s to waste
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| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher)
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| In the sunlit dawn
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| If we’re lucky maybe God might call
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| Smoky heaven, feeling on my own
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| Lost control, get
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| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher)
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| Out, on a beach
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| In a wreck
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| Horror, baby blonde
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| I swear
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| There’s nothing left
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| But the lipstick on my lips
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| Hold out your arms
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| Soak it in
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| Just some teenage kids
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| Before you and I
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| Knew that life could never end
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| Into the Hills we go
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| I don’t know if I could live much more
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| Didn’t know that I could feel this great
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| Life’s to waste
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| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher)
|
| In the sunlit dawn
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| If we’re lucky maybe God might call
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| Smoky heaven, feeling on my own
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| Lost control, get
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| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher)
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| (On my own, oh, oh)
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| (On my own)
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| I feel it here
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| On my skin like Demons
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| Cry with joy
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| Cause I know Hell follows me
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| Out here
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| In the Garden of Angels
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| I feel what it was like to be free
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| Into the Hills we go
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| I don’t know if I could live much more
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| Didn’t know that I could feel this great
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| Life’s to waste
|
| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher)
|
| In the sunlit dawn
|
| If we’re lucky maybe God might call
|
| Smoky heaven, feeling on my own
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| Lost control, get
|
| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher)
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| Into the Hills we go
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| I don’t know if I could live much more
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| Didn’t know that I could feel this great
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| Life’s too late
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| (Higher, higher get, higher, higher) |