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She said “I fine, I’m OK”, cover up your trembling hands
There’s indecision when you know you ain’t got nothing left
When the good times never stay
And the cheap thrills always seem to fade away
When will we fall down

Jump back, gotta get outta here
Been too long this time
Jump back, gotta get outta here
When will we fall down

She hates her life, she hates her skin, she even hates her friends
Tries to hold on to all the reputations she can’t mend
And there’s some chance we could fail
But the last time someone was always there for bail
When will we fall down

For the last time conscience calls
For a good friend I was never there at all
When will we fall down

1 Comment

  • proof

    April 17, 2001 at 12:34 am

    that’s such a good song… I haven’t heard it in a long time. In fact that whole album is really good. (and unfortunetly packed away 2300 miles away from here).