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Up in the hills drive them curves
Park that coupe and drift them turns
Open the garage, seeing a mirage
No it is real, that car mine
I can feel, over time
Is this even real
From where did I steal
Cruise down Rodeo
The crew gonna bail
Cops behind our exhaust so loud
Stop us now you stuck in the crowd
We burnout free circling around
They gonna see us burning this town
Streets with marks, shredding tires
Meets with cars, bedtime I'm tired
Getting too late, back to the house
Going that way, exhaust so loud
Park that ride, lets shut down
We out
Up in the hills drive them curves
Park that coupe and drift them turns
Open the garage, seeing a mirage
No it is real, that car mine
We drifting around
We shifting down
We make that sound
I'm dreaming now
Stance so low
Hands on lets go
Drift that ride, take that turn and slide
Leave them behind, goodbye
Seanathon Aug 23
You roll like auburn hills
And crash like comfortable clouds in the sky
Into my living room couch

Calling me back
Like the last moonlit rays of the sunset sky

You are steady and both steadily mine
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About A Song Alone
Jordan Hudson Jul 23
Up in the hills
They don't mind bills
Nice cars they drive
With a nice life
Everything they want
Having fun
New stuff every month
Is this even real
Is it a dream
It seems extreme
The ruling regime
The rich
Rules the poor
Is there a door
Stairs to climb
Can I find
Fresh air
Using skill
Up in the hills
I'm getting chills
I can't get there
It isn't fair
When can I just fly
I wanna be a legend when I die
I have all this, money I supply
Just kidding, I lied
I'm tired of all this, I want a new ride
I wanna say that house is mine
That car, keys in my hand
I own all this land
I am tired of dreaming
The idea is gleaming
Up in my head
Like a light bulb
Dead in a bed
Is what I will be
I wanna get these
Before it's too late
Before I'm awake
Alive, living life
Nothing, a surprise
Sarcastic voice
My life choice
Life
What's the point
I just wanna be dead in a bed
With nothing I said
To ever be true
Take the thought out of my mind
I just wanna be blind
So I cant have dreams
Things I could find
Live life, like a bug
Under a rug
No thought, no life
Life, what's the point
Dreams
I wanna get these
Before it's too late
Before I'm awake
Alive, living life
Nothing, a surprise
Sarcastic voice
My life choice
Life
What's the point
Up in the hills
They don't mind bills
Nice cars they drive
With a nice life
Everything they want
Having fun
New stuff every month
Is this even real
Is it a dream
It seems extreme
The ruling regime
The rich
Rules the poor
Is there a door
Stairs to climb
Can I find
emilie Jul 12
I was in the shower, gazing out of the window.
The sun was setting.
An airplane flew south and it made me think of you.

we could travel somewhere far where we've never been.
hold my hand while I look out the window.
so many hills and mountains I can't climb.
farmland for miles, maybe a few lights.
I wish we could, but we have real lives.
4/x for him
Sadia May 21
Drifting downwards on the stony hills, only to be picked up by the breeze,
I can hear my lover's voice echo off on the lonely landscape.
Where are you, my love? Your voice plays like a sadden tune,
It sinks into the chambers of my heart.
I am unsettled; I search for you aimlessly.
Wisps of dark clouds form, a gush of wind picks up, I am caught in the midst of a storm.
Again, distance and time conspire to separate us.  
Unable to see, I can hear only raucous roars of thunder and lighting.
Your voice fades away.
As the wretched winds push me, I try despairingly to hold on to something.
The storm gently ceases. My eyes open, I see my arms wrapped around you.
Two lovers lost finally come together forever.
Holding hands ​down the paths we walk,
As the splendent ​sun slowly sinks in the hills,
a new chapter awaits where love finally blooms
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I will escape to the hills and mountains when I can
My escape every Sunday if I could do so
I’d do this forever if I was immortal
Spending my time on the high ground
Climbing the hills and looking into the valleys
Slowly venturing into caves and the abyss
Collecting rocks and minerals from the ground
Finding old lost aeroplane crashes and their stories
Swimming in cool clear mountain pools
It simply cannot be better than this
If it was possible I’d climb every mountain
On every planet in the ******* galaxy
If only it was possible...
To the hills i go
I must visit them all
The seven of them
Big and small

Up and down
I travel their trail
Down to the creek
Where the water is

Clear
There is a place where hills go up and down and we ride and walk them all the time to go skip rocks by the creek.
m h John Mar 19
i met the devil in the hills last night
i was walking alone,
he said
“boy what’r you running from?”
i said i don’t really know,
i don’t know if that was a better time
since you’ve left,
and i haven’t heard your voice
or seen your face
in so long
but every time that i think of you
i find myself
running back into the hills
hiding from my thoughts
only for your figure to reappear
and ask me the same question
over and over
“boy, what’r you running from?”
don’t run from your thoughts, they’re a lot faster than you think.
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