Down.
Chorus:
I’m
falling,
Falling,
Deeper
down, down,
Down, down.
Verse 1
These heavy weights around
my legs,
Are pulling me deeper down,
down,
This strange state inside
my head,
Is pulling me deeper down,
down,
Down, down.
Chorus
Verse 2
These broken hearts remain
within,
Are pulling me deeper down,
down,
These mental scars surround
my mind,
And are pulling me deeper
down, down,
Down, down.
Chorus
Verse 3
Invisible noose around my
neck,
Is pulling me deeper down,
down,
The ground has opened up again,
And is pulling me deeper down,
down,
Down, down
Extended Chorus.
Solo.
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The new song James wrote...it's so beautiful...like Salad Fingers. It's
called 'Soul'
CHORUS
Why is it so cold?
Fine with you I
know,
My troubled soul,
Why do I feel so old?
You don't care I know,
Oh my troubled soul.
VERSE1
Why does it feel the same all over?
I couldn't say,
Why can't I see the fame of love?
I wouldn't
say,
Why is it time to say goodbye?
I didn't prey.
CHORUS
VERSE2
In my mind it replays over,
I feel the pain,
My face is white as the wings,
It hasn't changed,
Now
i'm gonna see if i can fly,
I don't wanna play.
CHORUS
VERSE3
Now I'm
gonna see if I can fly,
I don't wanna play,
Now I'm gonna see if I can fly,
I don't wanna
play,
Now I'm gonna see if I can fly,
I don't wanna play.
CHORUS |
Our first proper, worked through song!
Trying
To Turn Me
Watch the way you
talk to me,
You say this stuff’s
democracy,
So why you always
shouting me,
What to do.
Chorus
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
This shits a dictatorship,
So don’t give
me none of it,
And don’t expect
me,
To call you sir
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
You know what the
truth really is,
But the next day will
be the same as this,
So don’t waste
me,
With your time.
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
You trying to turn
me,
Trying to make me
the same as everybody else,
But I ain’t
a cog,
Ain’t a cog
in your vast machine.
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me
Oppression,
Suspicion,
Obsession,
Trying to turn me x2
Pulling me deeper, down, down...
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