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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Rising Sons
Young Rising Sons
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shep Goodman
Shep Goodman
Composer
Aaron Accetta
Aaron Accetta
Composer
Christian Medice
Christian Medice
Composer
James Adam Shelley
James Adam Shelley
Composer
Dylan Scott
Dylan Scott
Composer
Andy Tongren
Andy Tongren
Composer
Julian Dimagiba
Julian Dimagiba
Composer
Steve Patrick
Steve Patrick
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shep Goodman
Shep Goodman
Producer
Aaron Accetta
Aaron Accetta
Producer
Christian Medice
Christian Medice
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Inside my heart, there's an emptiness
A heavy hate on a hollow chest
So unspoken like a disease
Is a way to incomplete me
Can you shake this hollow night?
Shoot my breasts to the highest height
Tell your truth or just a lie
Is this hello or is it goodbye?
[Verse 2]
Is this the low or is the high?
High, high
Just let it go, enjoy the ride
Without the low, there ain't a high
High
[Verse 3]
I found a ghost in the city lights
Where all my wrongs had turned to right (Ah)
Heart broken into pieces (Pieces)
It ain't a way that we should live
From the ground up, we will rise
I tip my hat to the highest highs
Every day is a compromise
[Verse 4]
If this is low, I'm looking for high
High, high
Just let it go, enjoy the ride
Without the low, there ain't a high
High
[Verse 5]
'Cause all we need is love
But love needs sacrifice
But it's sure worth the prize
If you get it right (Hey)
'Cause way up in the sky
There's no such thing as blind
[Verse 6]
So tell me, is this low or is this the high?
High
High
Just let it go, enjoy the ride
Without the low, there ain't a high
(Hey, hey)
High
High, high
High
Just let it go, enjoy the ride
Without the low, there ain't a high
High
Written by: Aaron Accetta, Andy Tongren, Christian Medice, Dylan Scott, James Adam Shelley, Julian Dimagiba, Shep Goodman, Steve Patrick
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