Texty:
Epica Higher High

higher They draw their wings up in the sky Something I cannot read now For my vision is blurred We are all ruled by our fears below Higher high We are

higher They draw their wings up in the sky Something I cannot read now For my vision is blurred We are all ruled by our fears below Higher high We are

higher They draw their wings up in the sky Something I cannot read now For my vision is blurred We are all ruled by our fears below Higher high We are

: Come and break me off Come and take me on Come and break me off Come and take me on Don't need detention, I'm the snitch; After school make me your

Come and break me off Come and take me on Come and break me off Come and take me on Don't need Detention, I'm the snitch; After school make me your