High

Tyketto

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Do you feel it?
'Cause I can
That's the ego of this man
Crashing down from the heavens to the floor
I turn my back for a second
I close my eyes
And that very next second you're gone

Way up high

Well, it's high tide on the desert plains
There's a dust storm where the sea had been
Some may call it a blessing, some may call it a curse
You promised for better then you walked right out
When things took a turn for the worst

Way up high, way up high
You'd lose your soul to get yourself way up high

Crashing down from the heavens to the floor
I turn my back for a second
And that very next second you're gone...

Way up high, way up high
You'd lose you soul to get your head way up high
Way up high, way up high
You'd lose you soul to get your kicks way up high