F-F-F-Falling
I don't go to school every monday
I've got my reason to sleep
Don't you tell me how I should be
I've made up my mind about the music
I've made up my mind about the style
I know that I'm stable and able to settle down
But I keep
F-F-F-Falling down with the sun
I can't give it up
The night is calling me like a drum
I keep on F-F-F-Falling
This life is so full of temptation
And I want to keep it that way
I know myself I can handle the game
I made up my mind about the future
I made up my mind about the past
I know that I'm stable and able to hold on
F-F-F-Falling down with the sun
I can't give it up
The night is calling me like a drum
I keep on F-F-F-Falling
(Falling) I need a flame I need a spark
(Falling) Don't be afraid to open my heart
(Falling) I need a game I need a shock
(Falling) Don't be afraid my heart is unlocked
(Falling)
(Falling)
(Falling)
Doowhoa
Doowhoa yeah
F-F-F-Falling down with the sun
I can't give it up
The night is calling me like a drum
I keep on F-F-F-Falling
(Falling) I need a flame I need a spark
(Falling) Don't be afraid to open my heart
(Falling) I need a game I need a shock
(Falling) Don't be afraid my heart is unlocked
I've made up my mind about the music
I've made up my mind about the style
I know that I'm stable and able to settle down
F-F-F-Falling
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