Pathetic sympathies
Left for the bloody at heart
Everything fades to shit
Evertyhing tears me apart
Caustic insecurities
Surface above the witheld
Every time I need
Everything I want
Aesthetic disguises
Confuse easier tasks
Underlying doubts
My direction dies
Everything's right up in your face
Everything's right up in front
Push me against the wall
But still you can't make me
FALL!
You can't make me
FALL!
Seperate your mouth..
Scrape away...
Prosthetic misery
Idiosyncratic
Pushing me to never
Hold my breath
*(Pathetic misuses
Dragging me higher still
You never brought me to
And still you push me back
Anemic discipline
Produces bad thoughts
Everybody's wrong
Everybody's too strong)
Everything's right up in your face
Everything's right up in front
Push me against the wall
But still you cant make me
FALL!
You can't make me
FALL!
Seperate your mouth,
Scrape away your skin.
Seperate your mouth,
Scrape away...
YOUR... SKIN!
I don't like you at all! [x8]
I don't like you at all! (I don't like you at all!) [x16]
*These are the original lines from the original version of Fall on the album Trepanation.
