Lyrics

Inside my heart, there's an emptiness A heavy hate on a hollow chest So unspoken like a disease Is a way to incomplete me Can you shake this hollow night Shoot my breasts to the highest height Tell your truth or just a lie Is this hello or is it goodbye? Is this the low, or is it the high-igh-igh-igh? High-igh-igh-igh high-igh-igh-igh Just let it go, enjoy the ri-i-i-ide Without the low, there ain't a high-igh-igh-igh High-igh-igh-igh I found a ghost in the city lights (city lights) Where all my wrongs had turned to right (ahh) Heart broken into pieces (pieces) It ain't a way that we should live From the ground up, we will rise (we will rise) I tip my hat to the highest highs Everyday is a compromise If this is low, I'm looking for high-igh-igh-igh High-igh-igh-igh high-igh-igh-igh Just let it go, enjoy the ri-i-i-ide Without the low there ain't a high-igh-igh-igh High-igh-igh-igh 'Cause all we need is love But love needs sacrifice But it's sure worth the prize If you get it right (eh!) 'Cause way up in the sky There's no such thing as blind So tell me, is this low, or is this the high-igh-igh-igh? High-igh-igh-igh high-igh-igh-igh (eh!) Just let it go enjoy the ri-i-i-ide (eh! Eh!) Without the low, there ain't a high-igh-igh-igh (eh! Eh!) High-igh-igh-igh (eh!) High-igh-igh-igh high-igh-igh-igh high-igh-igh-igh (eh!) Just let it go enjoy the ri-i-i-ide (eh! Eh!) Without the low, there ain't a high-igh-igh-igh (eh! Eh!) High-igh-igh-igh
Writer(s): Aaron Accetta, Michael Goodman, James Shelly, Julian Dimagiba, Steve Patrick, Dylan Scott Quagliato, Andy Tongren, Christian Medice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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