Oh, you feel and you taste it and you wanna go higher so what do you do and
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So you peek into the mountain where your desire goes
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Spilled blood on this place it only echoes true, all through the days and
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So you peek into the mountain where your desire goes
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Having the space to know
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the weight is coming down
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take it on down the line.
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It's hard to get ahead when the center is bleeding
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And you tear out the middle and you send it all away
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Tasteless lead sittin' on our tongues
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And then we have to worry more about the ones we love
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When you see the smoke there's fire
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When you see the smoke there's fire
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When you see the smoke there's fire
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When you see the smoke there's fire
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Oh whoa-ho
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Having the space to know
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the weight is coming down
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take it on down the line.
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The Mountain
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| Heartless Bastards |
