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Higher

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: London Canonical path: /london/higher Related lyric paths: 6
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Higher

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I got my shades on

I’m like aviators

Like Ray Charles

I had we got the take off

5-4-3-2-1-lift off

I ain’t talking about flying

I’m talking ‘bout rising

Higher in your problems somewhere in the sky

When you fall off

If you try to tie’em

When you’re close to getting off and you feel like dying

You gotta get up

Ain’t no sense in crying

Nothing’s too big

Small shit to a giant

Up in the air, gravity defying

From struggle to success

From tragedy to triumph

Even though life can’t pull you down

Having no allows

No fail to get down

But there’s no need to fear

There’s only, is only up from here

Gotta sought higher, up, up, up

You gotta reach higher, up, up, up

And when you fall down you get back up

Dust it off and the pick right off

You gotta sought higher, up, up, up

You gotta reach higher, up, up, up

And when you fall down you get back up

Dust it off and the pick right off

I mean can we get much higher?

Dive-V-V I can’t get no fly

close to heaven

You can hear the choirs

tB on the piano

Rivers in the sky and

Thank God them angels are brown

When the weight of the world

They try to keep me down

Crabs in the barrel

Day, I’m never getting out

Before they see you make it there

Why the fuck they see you drown

But see me

I’m off the handbalist rock

I never listen when the mumblers talk

I don’t pay attention

Cloud my vision with negative energy

The end of me illuminates in the dark

Shit, don’t make start

Hop up in a boor and transform like clock

If you get high take your lighters then swats

Spread you wings real white to the sky and swaaap

You gotta sought higher, up, up, up

You gotta reach higher, up, up, up

And when you fall down you get back up

Dust it off and the pick right off

You gotta sought higher, up, up, up

You gotta reach higher, up, up, up

And when you fall down you get back up

Dust it off and the pick right off

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London performs "Higher", and this lyric page sits inside the London catalog on LyroVerse.

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