Song | High On The Heels |
Artist | The Whitest Boy Alive |
Album | Rules |
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I keep an open mind | |
But only until the bottle starts to spin | |
And there is only one direction in the state that I'm in | |
High on the heels of an opening door you run out | |
Battered and bruised, strangely relieved you run in | |
You said life is still worth living | |
Girl, it seems you're not so sure | |
You only need to be more certain what it is you're living for | |
Climbing the hill of pursuing its front from its tail | |
Lower the bar to the point you can't possibly fail |