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You're on a highwire |
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And I'm climbing out |
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And i feel the danger |
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As I steal a kiss from your mouth |
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And I will try to hold steady |
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Wanna make you believe |
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That the height of this tightrope |
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Is just second nature to me |
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But I will break all my bones |
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'Cause I lied about the vertigo |
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And I have never been up this high |
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There'll be no safety net |
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When I fall right our of the sky |
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There will be no ambulance waiting |
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And I have no wings to fly |
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So we will meet on the borders |
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Barefoot and blessed |
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In colorful graveyards |
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With flower bouquets for the dead |
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And I don't ask you to promise |
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That I will not come to harm |
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But when the wind tugs my courage |
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Will you be my brother in arm? |
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Cause I will break all my bones |
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'Cause I lied about the vertigo |
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And I have never been up this high |
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There'll be no safety net |
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When I fall right our of the sky |
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There will be no ambulance waiting |
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And I have no wings to fly |
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Oh the view from this height |
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High above the ferriswheel lights |
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Might cause me to sway |
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But I am teaching myself to be brave |
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Cause I will break all my bones |
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'Cause I lied about the vertigo |
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And I have never been up this high |
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There'll be no safety net |
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When I fall right our of the sky |
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There will be no ambulance waiting |
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And I have no wings to fly |