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Birds fly
Up above me and I
Cry
Wishing I could be like them
But I'm
Just a rat stuck in a maze

I lie
Up awake until the sun
Light
Hits the room and shakes the floor
And I
Stumble back into the world

I wanna be the king of some kinda hill, some kinda hill
Oh would it make you love me less or more?
Less or more

I write
With the hope some kind of
Insight
Will come jumping off the page
And life
Will come running back to me

I might
Think a little more of work
If I
Dug my hands into the dirt
But I
I care only for your love

I wanna be the king of some kinda hill, some kinda hill
Oh would it make you love me less or more?
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In the house
That I grew up in
There was more life there than
I have found anywhere else
I have found anywhere else

I am a fountain now
I am a stone spitting water out
High and dry once I get it out
Once I get it out

I wanna be the king of some kinda hill, some kinda hill
Oh would it make you love me less or more?
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Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Eberhardt, Blair Lee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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