i always fall down...
I shot for the sky
I’m stuck on the ground
So why do I try, I know I’m gonna to fall down
I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?
Never know why it’s coming down, down, down.
And I don’t want to hear the sound, of losing what I never found.
When all that you care for is gone, how do you move on?
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