Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Used to the Fall , by - Crucifix. Release date: 21.09.2021
Song language: English
Used to the Fall |
| Trying to stand here pretending that I’m really okay |
| When inside I know all the hope is gone |
| Is like sitting all alone at 5am in a hotel room when all the coke is gone |
| I hold on to pain sometimes |
| Lit up by the fade of my fire |
| I’m too old to be chasing these highs |
| When first line is the only good ride |
| Sooner or later all the curtains gon' close |
| And the stage gon' fade to black coal |
| Everything that you ever dreamed of |
| Will be running right out th back door |
| Wake up at sundown |
| Hands up and get gunned down |
| By myslf I’m my own worst enemy |
| A victim to the chains of my own stupidity |
| One day life’s bitter |
| Next day tastes sweet |
| Maybe I hurt myself 'cause I’d rather feel pain |
| Than feel nothing at all |
| I hate coming down, touching my feet to the ground |
| But, man, I’m so used to the fall |
| Don’t put your trouble on me |
| I got enough of that weighing on me |
| Already got enough demons I feed |
| Man leave me alone to just breathe |
| I hate coming down |
| Touching my feet on the ground |
| But, man, I’m used to the fall |
| Life seems like it’s just about me |
| Losing everything that I never |
| Wanted in the first place |
| 'Til I slip and get attached |
| Then the devil takes it back |
| And it hurts in the worst way |
| I’ve been stabbed in the back so much |
| That I can’t never trust nobody |
| I’ve been cut to the heart so many times |
| That I can’t love nobody |
| Maybe I’m damaged goods |
| Half the time misunderstood |
| All the «shoulds», all the «coulds» |
| Can’t stop the hatchet when it hits the wood |
| You can talk up fit |
| You can cuss, you can spit |
| You can dig my grave |
| But you ain’t putting no dent in a man |
| That done spent life beneath these waves |
| One day life’s bitter |
| Next day tastes sweet |
| Maybe I hurt myself 'cause I’d rather feel pain |
| Than feel nothing at all |
| I hate coming down, touching my feet to the ground |
| But, man, I’m so used to the fall |
| Don’t put your trouble on me |
| I got enough of that weighing on me |
| Already got enough demons I feed |
| Man leave me alone to just breathe |
| I hate coming down |
| Touching my feet on the ground |
| But, man, I’m used to the fall |