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Every day, you crawl into the night |
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A fallen angel, with your wings set alight |
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When you hit the ground |
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Everything turns to blue |
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I can't get through the smoke |
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That's surrounding you |
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'Cause when you're falling |
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I can't tell which way is down |
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And when you're screaming |
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Somehow I don't hear a sound |
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And when you're seeing things |
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Then your feet don't touch the ground |
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'Cause when you're falling |
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I can't tell which way is down |
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I can see through the clouds |
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I can walk right through the walls |
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Hang me off the ceiling |
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But I can't take the fall |
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Should I cross the river |
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When I may get swept away |
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Out there on the water |
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You can still see me wave |
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'Cause when you're falling |
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I can't tell which way is down |
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When you're falling |
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I can't tell which way is down |
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I can see all those things |
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My feet don't touch the ground.. |
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'Cause when you're falling |
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I can't tell which way is down |
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And when you're screaming |
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Somehow I don't hear a sound |
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And when you're seeing things |
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Then your feet don't touch the ground |
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'Cause when you're falling |
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Somehow I can't hear a sound |
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Somehow I don't hear a sound |
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Falling... |
