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Текст: Silverstein. Fallin Down.

Cut through the skin with knifes of words.
I'm still bleeding out questions of nerve.
Whats will it take to sort this out?
Its still lodging its blade in my heart.
Silence hurts more then the worst sound .
And now its to late to call.
Say im wrong, and throw the first round.
Im still falling down.
Fill out the papers, file the forms.
And im signing you up for the war.
This is the way weve lerned to cope.
Insecurities take over hope.
Silence hurts more then the worst sound.
Now its to late to call.
Say im wrong and throw the first round,
Im still falling down.
I can see, i can see,you and me on the water tonight.
Blood red sky, blood red sky, lets me know

you'll be here and tomorrow.
(We will wake up) i can see, i can see (we can start again) you and me on the water tonight.
(We have so much left to learn from) Blood red sky, blood red sky
(all of our mistakes lets me know
you cant trust me i wont give up i wont let you go).
Cut through the skin with knifes of words.
Silence hurts more then the worst sound.
Now its to late to call.
Say im wrong and throw the first round.
Im still falling down.
Silence hurt more then the worst sound.
(You and me) now its to late to call.
Say im wrong and throw the first round.
Im still falling down!