Head Up High Lyrics at Eduardo Myers blog

Head Up High Lyrics. Head up high by fitzalbum: I mix the pleasure with the pain, i make it rain. Lift your head up high (and blow your brains out) lyrics: Anette olzon] no matter how they try and make us suffer. Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, and you’ll never walk alone! Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain, though your dreams be tossed and blown. I'm under pressure, underpaid, and workin' overtime. Our will and courage shall stand strong through times. Keep your chin up high and don’t be afraid of the dark. / do you still go to raves? At the end of the storm is a golden sky and the sweet, silver song of a lark. Lift your head up high and blow your brains out!

/ do you still go to raves? Keep your chin up high and don’t be afraid of the dark. Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain, though your dreams be tossed and blown. Lift your head up high and blow your brains out! Our will and courage shall stand strong through times. I'm under pressure, underpaid, and workin' overtime. Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, and you’ll never walk alone! At the end of the storm is a golden sky and the sweet, silver song of a lark. Anette olzon] no matter how they try and make us suffer. Head up high by fitzalbum:

The story and meaning of the song 'Head Up High Fitz and The Tantrums

Head Up High Lyrics Lift your head up high (and blow your brains out) lyrics: I'm under pressure, underpaid, and workin' overtime. Our will and courage shall stand strong through times. Lift your head up high and blow your brains out! / do you still go to raves? I mix the pleasure with the pain, i make it rain. Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, and you’ll never walk alone! Head up high by fitzalbum: Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain, though your dreams be tossed and blown. Anette olzon] no matter how they try and make us suffer. Lift your head up high (and blow your brains out) lyrics: Keep your chin up high and don’t be afraid of the dark. At the end of the storm is a golden sky and the sweet, silver song of a lark.

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