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Broken glass and wounded leg They said they left me here to mend I cast a sail from my pretend Won't you meet me at the waters edge Laying tired on the ground Please blow the whistle, let it sound You looked me up while I was down Since when am I like the gold in the brown Cuz drinking never lasts but I don't mind that I am falling fast, I am falling fast No one, no one Makes me feel so undone I fill up, fill up again You bring me out to fall back in I see you on the bottom But you look the same See I don't care if I make up your perfection You look great to me You, you're with this finding You, you're with this blinding Cuz drinking never lasts but I don't mind that I am falling fast, I am falling fast Hardened hearts in casts, soft again at last I am falling fast, I am falling fast |