The Fallen

What if no one's entitled to happiness

But it doesn’t happen

Like it is supposed to

This brain doesn’t process these thoughts in a good way,

Just filled with the shame, and regret and the blame and forget all change of the positive ways and recharge in a way that’s unhealthy and will leave me astray and I’ll deal with the pain

I am the cause of my rise and my fall and I hide from it all like a ghost

Can’t pass this feeling on to someone else

Especially not my closest so I keep this locked up to myself

Can’t rest, keep tossing and turning

It’s my name that the nightmares are calling

Can’t fall when you’re already falling

Just can’t break the broken

Stabbing in the dark trying to mask what’s going on

I can only take this for so long

Can’t fall when you’re already falling

Just can’t break the broken

Thought I had risen from the bottom, but here I go again

Depths have got my number calling me like an old friend

Relive these wretched ways

And they keep calling me over and over and over again

Can’t rest, keep tossing and turning

It’s my name that the nightmares are calling

Can’t fall when you’re already falling

Just can’t break the broken

Thought I had risen from the bottom, but here I go again

The depths have got my number calling me like an old friend

Relive the wretched ways

And the keep calling me over and over and over again