High Lyrics

I am a flower that hangs on your wall

I am a stranger taking me home

I am a Psalter an old hymnal

Collecting dust in a pew

Just out of view

I am the darkness blinding my road

I am a judge at the end of my rope

I am the punchline of a borderline joke

Making everybody cringe and pack their bags home

And I- I- I- I know why

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I am whatever you want me to be

Pulling ropes at your starboard to sail in your sea

I am perfection never quite free

Always searching for something that's never quite me and

I am the forest just before dark

Get out while you can when your visions sharp and

I am tall evergreen but if you don't like where your standing

Then you should just leave

And I- I- I- I know why

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I am a flower the hangs on your wall

I am psalter and old hymnal

I am the darkness, the judge the joke

I am never coming home

And I- I- I- I know why

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