paroles de chanson Falling Down to Earth - Warren

Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again

I'm the projectionist, I need you all to fuck with this,
The world it doesn't let me in, it makes me make a world within,
I'm finding evidence,
Deleting all my confidence, I rearrange my room to fix the temporary
Song and dance Mr.Boring Whats your story?,
You should write a book,
Tell us all the friends you made, and get you off the hook

Leaving the past over the mountain, no matter how it feels

Now my head is messed up, and I got a gold touch,
And a spеcial kind a luck, never coming back down to earth again
My hеad is messed up, and I got a gold touch,
And a special kind a luck, never coming back down to earth again

Falling down to earth again (yeah)
I'm Falling down to earth again
I ain't ever coming down

I'm a romanticist, need to be strung out on it,
Need to be apart of it, need to be the start of it. Maybe the seeker,
The lion in me? As I turn on the TV I'm watching a dream,
Rewinding it back and it's something
To see, letting the water wash over Me

My head is messed up, and I got a gold touch,
And a special kind a luck, never coming back down to earth again
My head is messed up, and I got a gold touch,
And a special kind a luck, never coming back down to earth again

Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again
I'm Falling down to earth again
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