Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Awful Fall, artist - Stolen Babies. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Awful Fall |
| What is expected of me now… who knows |
| With tacks stuck in toes |
| Debating on what’s likable |
| But certainly this isn’t home |
| Certainly not |
| It’s not so funny |
| Skipping breath, inhaling rope |
| It’s always just when I need to see |
| That the lights flicker and short out on me |
| Rootless over-thinkers in the mirror |
| One after the other after one after the other |
| Taking turns in my behavior |
| Taking their turns in my behavior |
| It’s not so funny |
| Skipping breath, exhaling rope |
| It’s always just when I need to see |
| That the lights flicker and short out on me |
| I am the best at seeing things |
| When the captive worms in the tin are freed |
| But begin to lose sight one again |
| When the dust is finished settling |
| And my friends in this room are weakening |
| With their penchant for conditioning |
| And their dispositions on a swing |
| From the toxins and distracting means |
| Just when I need to see, the lights flicker |
| Flicker, flicker, flicker, flicker |
| It’s not so funny, skipping breath |
| Inhaling and exhaling rope |
| Just when I need to see |
| The lights flicker and short out on me |
| It’s not so funny, it really is such an awful fall |