New York Hills

Nicolas Chamillet

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    (You kissed me high on New York hills)

    'Cause love up here's a glass château
    All crystal smiles and vertigo
    One stupid slip, one crack below
    And suddenly you're free to go

    I learned young that hearts like mine
    Get measured on a thinner line
    One wrong word and I'm defined
    As every flaw they left behind

    Tried to be the kind you hold
    Oh, I tried, tried, tried

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    On these New York hills, love's a dangerous height
    One misstep and you're falling through the city lights
    And every forever feels counterfeit
    Like I'm one bad night from becoming your worst
    Yeah, I'm smiling still, but it's a goddamn skill
    Acting like I don't fear the drop, but I always will
    Because up on these hills
    If I fuck this thrill
    Then maybe I was never worthy of love that's real

    You say my name like it's sacred art
    Like I'm not chaos wrapped in charm
    But I know how fast devotion starts
    Then turns a knife inside your arms
    I've seen I love you weaponized
    Turned to ash in pretty lies
    So every kiss becomes a test
    Of whether I deserve the best

    If I'm flawless, maybe this time
    You won't leave me there behind

    On these New York hills, love's a dangerous height
    One misstep and you're falling through the city lights
    And every forever feels counterfeit
    Like I'm one bad night from becoming your worst
    Yeah, I'm smiling still, but it's a goddamn skill
    Acting like I don't fear the drop, but I always will
    Because up on these hills
    If I fuck this thrill
    Then maybe I was never worthy of love that's real

    And the skyline looks like heaven from afar
    But heaven's just a view when you don't know who you are
    I built my worth on whether lovers stayed
    Like every broken promise was a debt I had to pay
    And I'm so damn tired of performing for the prize
    Of begging to be chosen while I'm bleeding in disguise
    If love is only mine when I am perfectly fulfilled
    Then burn these golden towers
    I don't want New York hills

    (You kissed me high on New York hills)

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    Composición: Nicolas Chamillet

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