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Lyrics:
Such a high price On everything It's no fine mystery
Power that comes With the morning Of your own history
You won't believe a thing But it's a true That all you gotta do
Think for real You know Your troubles are the reward
Of years Of climbing Of climbing Invisible hills
You know You know it You know it
Turn on a moment's notice To my eyes It's a lie
You don't really have a motive When you act I know why
You're hanging by a thread Cut it now You better hit the ground
Think for real You know Your troubles are the reward
Of years Of climbing Of climbing Invisible hills
You know it You know it
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