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| Falling by: Maury Lafoy Falling from the top of Eiffel Tower You shouted out a "wake up" as I fell Climbing from the bed that I was in I never realized that it was you But I like you So what does this have to do with me? I never promised a thing to you If all you can do is just point your finger at my face With nothing left to do I guess I'm falling Falling into the pits of hell Where once I walked holy hills of home You can't blame me for trying to do something on my own You know a little goes a long way down But I like you So what does this have to do with me? I never promised a thing to you If all you can do is just point your finger at my face With nothing left to do I'll wake them up I'll let them know Just what this is and what I know No giving up, no letting go What is this thing? I want to know If I am falling Hanging out of favour's reach The confidence you gave me has run out It's just like sliding into your mother's arms But she wasn't overjoyed by your return But she likes you I guess I'm falling |
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