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The High Life


I used to feel the darkness Calling out my name At least that was until I saw that you had came And freed me from the voice That was pulling me away And brought me back to earth And there I planned to stay But that was never so You brought me even higher So high in fact that I could see My life was even brighter I bet that if we gave it time My heart could even touch the sky And right there I would love to be Until the day I die
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