Pathetic sympathies Left for the bloody at heart Everything fades to shit Evertyhing tears me apart Caustic insecurities Surface above the witheld Every time I need Everything I want Aesthetic disguises Confuse easier tasks Underlying doubts My direction dies
Everything's right up in your face Everything's right up in front Push me against the wall But still you can't make me
FALL! You can't make me FALL!
Seperate your mouth.. Scrape away...
Prosthetic misery Idiosyncratic Pushing me to never Hold my breath *(Pathetic misuses Dragging me higher still You never brought me to And still you push me back Anemic discipline Produces bad thoughts Everybody's wrong Everybody's too strong)
Everything's right up in your face Everything's right up in front Push me against the wall But still you cant make me
FALL! You can't make me FALL!
Seperate your mouth, Scrape away your skin. Seperate your mouth, Scrape away... YOUR... SKIN!
I don't like you at all! [x8] I don't like you at all! (I don't like you at all!) [x16]
*These are the original lines from the original version of Fall on the album Trepanation.