Modern pop rock song ala Killers.

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CH- No high’s too low for me
I take the hit & the hit takes me
No heart that I won’t bleed
And you look very clean

No high’s too low for me
I’m always searching for a new disease
And you could use just a little grease
To give what I need

V- Some would say you’re the chosen one
Some people say I’m a bastard’s gun
But I don’t live for piety
Transpose your evolution key
Lips smack and the whip goes crack
And you wonder; can you find your way back?


CH- No high’s too low for me
I hit the brake when you’re at top speed
No mind that I can’t feed
And your slate is clean


V- Some would say you’re the chosen one
Some people say I’m a bastard’s gun
But I don’t live through piety
Transpose your evolution key
Lips smack and the whip goes crack
And you wonder; would you ever back?


B- No place like home, No place like home,
No high’s too low under the rainbow

SOLO

C- No high’s too low for me
I’m always searching for a new disease
And you could use just a little grease
To give what I need
Down here, you work for me
Whatever works for me