Tekster: Warrant. Falling Down.

I keep talking to myself but the words sound like someone else
I'm ready to bleed all the shit from my veins
I'm willing to plead for a cure to the pain
And I am amazed that I'm still semi-sane
I'm falling down, my world is spinning round
It feels like I'm flying, the feeling is lying
I'm falling down, falling down

I am a monster, I'm not well
No mirrors, so I cannot tell
There's a zoo on my back
And a cloud on my soul
Where I once had a heart
There's a bottomless hole
I wish I could get back an ounce of control
I can't see beauty in anything
I can't tell where I'm tripped up
Where I fell
I'm a piece of candy cane wedged tightly in a drain
Day by day, dissolving away