Fall
Quelle: Spotify
All the junkies in Kentucky
Could not write you out of this one
Sinner, even God could not save you now
For it is your own finger
That is poised upon the trigger
That is connected to the barrel in your mouth
It seems you are the architect of your heart's destruction
It was your own eye that plotted this direction
Bridges you have burned
Down blind alleys you have turned
But there seems to be no artist left who would paint your resurrection
Are you falling?
Do you need me somehow?
All those things you said you'd never do
Come so easily to you now
Well, are you falling?
Did gravity let you down?
Are you crying 'cause there's no one
There to catch you now?
I don't think you understand the trouble you got yourself in
Does it hurt more to be under attack
Or to fall from the back of someone who called you friend?
You got another thing coming
If you think you're coming this way again
All them you had under your feet
Gonna put you up against the wall in the end
Now all the angels and the strangers
Who once were so kind to you
Cannot be seen and are nowhere to be found
And all those golden-throated shadows
Who for so long came stumbling through you
Have pulled the pennies from your pockets
And left them filled with doubt
And now you're falling
The bottom's dropping out
What good does all your screaming do
If nobody can hear a sound?
Now that you're falling
Everybody knows who sold you out
And now you're crying 'cause there's no one
There to catch you now
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