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[Verse 1]
There it was the land of decay
We should pack our things and run away
Rest in the quicksand
Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand
Sink slowly not take flight
Let silence take us at daylight
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

[Chorus 1]
Wanting higher
Higher up
Wanting higher up
Higher up
Wanting higher
Higher up
’Til morning forces us to climb back down
I’d rather stay, I’d rather let us drown

[Bridge 1]
Up, up, up
Up, up, up
High
Up, up, up
High
Up, up, up
High
Up, up, up
High
Up, up, up