High horses

High.High Horses i try rideHigh horse im riding next to uToo high, holding tighter, love isn’t a battlefield , but it’s a rodeo when I’m bare on the back of this bronco right next to you.Wild fucksA wild mustang bucksBeen riding this oneAnd when I fell u we’re ready to pick me up, and let me think it was just bad luckTruth is I’m luckyCause I’m on this high horseRidin next to yours mane electric blue, I fall again, into truthReality is I can’t control ridin high horses like you.Too highTwo high horsesOne rider into the SunsetIn the dirt again,Cut my losses.Thought back to Holden handsMy mum your fam tying a knot makin life with youForget lossesAlways be the best at falling knewUsed to failin, used to dirty, low lifeAlways be the best at falling farI say loser, u said not trueYou never liked the wordBut in every rodeo , the clock startssome loseI’ll keep winning at losingBest loser I ever knewLost all the losers I knew before uWon everything and lost our future on you.Your electric blueMy favourite colourNever gotta choiceAnd all I see is blueBlue horses waiting in a paddockUsed to their limitationsunlock the gate and none escape or even moveU hate the word loserBut I’m the best one you knewAnd now I’m even better now I write this knowing it’ll lose you too.High again.Watching High Horses peltingLow life close to the groundCan’t see me on the High horse i once rode next to youA horse sees your soulI see dark blueYou see the best in meBut that horse never saw my eyes like you didCompletely different hueHighHigher horsesTaking love away from me, saving u

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