"Higher"
Heidi Montag
2007
Here I go now; I’m keeping my eyes open--don't you let me down.
Nothing can stop me now; I know you hear this sound.
Go ahead and let it out; don’t be afraid to fly, fly high, to reaches past the sky
Here we go; let it flow; spread your wings and fly.
You never known till you let it go--going up, up, up, up.
I’m only going higher, higher; I’m gonna take it higher, higher.
No time for looking back; I dream and that’s a fact.
I’m only going higher higher, higher.
I feel the energy.
I’m breaking the boundaries; there’s nothing next to me!
I look up and obviously it’s like I found the lease.
They’re searching for the me; looks like I finally found the key.
Let me open the door for you.
Here we go; let it flow.
Spread your wings and fly (fly).
You never known till you let it go--going up, up, up, up.
I’m only going higher, higher.
I’m gonna take it higher, higher.
No time for looking back, I dream and that’s a fact.
I’m only going higher, higher, higher.
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher!
I’m only going higher, higher.
I’m gonna take it higher, higher.
No time for looking back, I dream and that’s a fact.
I’m only going higher, higher, higher.
I’m only going higher, higher.
I’m gonna take it higher, higher.
No time for looking back, I dream and that’s a fact.
I’m only going higher, higher, higher.
Feel the wind on your face; we frolic or race. We can go at your pace, pace.
The Power lifted me. So, I set me free.
Am I dreaming?
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Jul 13, 2009
I ASKED JESUS IF HE LOVED ME, AND HE SPREAD OUT HIS ARMS AND DIED.

I found that phrase printed on a standard Avery label in a bathroom stall at Memphis International Airport last summer while I was....the point is this: When did y'all start hearing about Ed Hardy? Maybe Christian Audigier's bolts of fabrique were right there all along, displayed at Flying A beside the Von Dutch bowling bags (hotness), and I didn't take note....?
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