Freefalling I dream about being Inspector Rex Maybe because my life sucks or I've just lost control? As closer I fly I can't hear the sound at all Maybe there's no sound?
Those are the thoughts during the fall.
Freefalling my opinion makes no sense at all Soon I'll be just dead on a concrete floor Did I do good or welcome to Satan's home?
What are exactly the thoughts during the fall?
If my life had a melody, What would it be? A mess, a fucking broken record With no ecstasy
What if I survive? And where will I be when They sent my body back home?