Higher

The air is tight enought to break your lungs, like shards of glass.
This modern day cracks your bones when you slip away,
Gotta keep on going, keep on going somehow.
It's hell, the worst is almost over.
Rebel, the wind is getting stronger.
Go climb up the moutain.
Much higher, come higher,
Higher
Let the fire in your eyes, higher.
Higher
Let the fire in your eyes, higher.
Higher

Time to realize that there's no turning around.
This is the fight that you've been waiting for.
It's hell, the worst is almost over.
Rebel, the wind is getting stronger.
Go climb up the moutain.
Much higher, come higher,
Higher
Let the fire in your eyes, higher
Higher
Let the fire in your eyes, higher
Higher



Credits
Writer(s): Glenn Francis E. Meul
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