Climb the Hill The Fixx

To me you're inside out and upside down
To me you're inside out and upside down

I opened a door in me, like a cat with curiosity
Unwrapped the perfect present and saw a new history
Panic politics don't get me down
Bible thump posturing won't turn me 'round
It seems the rules were made for some other time

Too much money in the pipeline
Too much fighting overseas
Too much hatred in the heartland
Too much talking over me

Look around and listen, I don't exist without you in my life
I'm having a good time by the way
Sitting here wondering, how can I say?
Those pretty pictures don't paint the truth
Very clever edits conceal a lie
If you want to hear the rules being made, you've got to have
Your ear pressed to the ground

Too many lost without a requiem
Too many lost without a cause
Too many win without a winner
Too many want to go to war