Falling, falling, falling, SOS, do it Falling, falling, falling, emptiness (x2)
Yeah, it's like a half selfish sending of an S-O-S At the end of all'em, 'em-pti-pti-ness-ness
Back to a party in aid Sending search parties Falling, falling, falling For a star gone dim
Sent for spent like fill Amongst the egg shell spill and suit up selves You choose, you choose your own arm And all the better strong arm
Some direction In the mid decision, in midsection To hang the mid zip skin of you At twenty something on the hook before you
To better get a north star underneath your tongue To get a north star underneath To better get a north star underneath your tongue
Get chest club here if it's heavy is it just get A small bier, head long fall No heavy yet, heavist is to by, tall guy And then on a small bier fear and heaviest of chest And then on a small bier fear and heaviest of chest
It's like a half selfish sending of an SOS Without stretching one in strut To the edge of all emptiness (x3)
A half selfish sending of an SOS Without stretching one in strut To the edge of all emptiness (x3)
Forever vile sending an impertinent stare, SOS Your viled sexed impertinence Forever vile sending an impertinent stare Your viled sexed impertinence
E to the V to the E to the R to the Y To the T to the H to the I to the N to the G To the I to the S to the E to the M To the P to the T to the Y and it running over (x3)
E to the V to the E to the R to the Y To the T to the H to the I to the N to the G To the I to the S to the E to the M To the P to the T to the Y