Head High
Yeah
So I just try to keep my head high
As I climb up the side of this mountain
Looking for answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah
As I'm looking for the answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah you see
I often sit at home thinking about the odds cause I'm going toe-to-toe with forty foes
Hoping to cut my throat
Worried I'm alone
Hurried to a slow roam
So I can find the weights to tote over shoulder
Rotator cuff is blown
Stoking me to choke
Only motivates me to cut the rope
Hold it
Wait
You don't even know me
Never saw the way I was raised
Never thought to think I was made to do this music
Endeavors start to squeeze my airways
Severed all the diaphragm needed for life to take place
Whatever the next day brings
Better be ready to take my life
Sever these heavy thoughts at night
Never cease
Levy off I might
Check for deadly opps to the right
Yeah try to take the mic from me
And you'll get sliced in the eye
Leave you blindsided
You can't find back with no vision in the right eye
I drive this stake in the brain to make you feel my thoughts
Crop this hallow frame
Rip the dolls off my back
If I have to, I will crawl to stay on track
Yeah
So I just try to keep my head high
As I climb up the side of this mountain
Looking for answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah
As I'm looking for the answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah, I've been looking for answers in the sky
Cause I'm sick of these fictitious thoughts
Spinning awful senses
Forget this all if I get some peace
That I've missed since I was sixteen
Ripping me apart
I've hit the ceiling
Full of feelings drummed toward my head
I'm just dumb, it's forward ahead
Just press y'a head to the wall
Till you get the call that'll change it all
Do y'all see the fear stunning me?
I've got neuropathy of the feet
When I start to not feel free
Take my heart and spleen
Take parts of me
Break my arms and see
That I can still be me
As long as I have a heart to beat breath in my lungs
I'm gonna say I sung for some reform
From the past me
Oh don't you ever try to catch me
No no no
Never try to pass me
My soul and passion is burning like slow matches
But I know know know I'll make it
So I just try to keep my head high
As I climb up the side of this mountain
Looking for answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah
As I'm looking for the answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah you see
I often sit at home thinking about the odds cause I'm going toe-to-toe with forty foes
Hoping to cut my throat
Worried I'm alone
Hurried to a slow roam
So I can find the weights to tote over shoulder
Rotator cuff is blown
Stoking me to choke
Only motivates me to cut the rope
Hold it
Wait
You don't even know me
Never saw the way I was raised
Never thought to think I was made to do this music
Endeavors start to squeeze my airways
Severed all the diaphragm needed for life to take place
Whatever the next day brings
Better be ready to take my life
Sever these heavy thoughts at night
Never cease
Levy off I might
Check for deadly opps to the right
Yeah try to take the mic from me
And you'll get sliced in the eye
Leave you blindsided
You can't find back with no vision in the right eye
I drive this stake in the brain to make you feel my thoughts
Crop this hallow frame
Rip the dolls off my back
If I have to, I will crawl to stay on track
Yeah
So I just try to keep my head high
As I climb up the side of this mountain
Looking for answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah
As I'm looking for the answers in the sky
Yeah
Yeah, I've been looking for answers in the sky
Cause I'm sick of these fictitious thoughts
Spinning awful senses
Forget this all if I get some peace
That I've missed since I was sixteen
Ripping me apart
I've hit the ceiling
Full of feelings drummed toward my head
I'm just dumb, it's forward ahead
Just press y'a head to the wall
Till you get the call that'll change it all
Do y'all see the fear stunning me?
I've got neuropathy of the feet
When I start to not feel free
Take my heart and spleen
Take parts of me
Break my arms and see
That I can still be me
As long as I have a heart to beat breath in my lungs
I'm gonna say I sung for some reform
From the past me
Oh don't you ever try to catch me
No no no
Never try to pass me
My soul and passion is burning like slow matches
But I know know know I'll make it
Credits
Writer(s): Tristen Farmer
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