higher
come take me higher
my sweetest joy
you're my love
you're my fall
fire
i'm your admirer
guess we're blinded by the writings on the wall
[chorus]
it's gonna get crazy
it's gonna get mad
it's gonna get hazy
making me sad
it's gonna get crazy
it's gonna get mad
it's gonna get hazy
oo, so sad
oh no
can we have no no
please help me disappear for good
for a while
let go
if only i could let go
of the echoes in my mind from this love cry- i..i..ing
[chorus]
oh
well-eh-ell
yeah hey
eeh eh
longer
not too much longer
can i run your race-less mile
on my face
thunder
my little wonder
we're more than closer to the end of our days
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