North Breese - Feel Like Falling

I feel like falling
Slowly falling
Hand grenades just pulled
But yet to blast
Light the field all up in a minute
And I've no care to hold the world up
I've no Charles Atlas shoulders
But here's my hand to force me with this pen
On the dotted line
Light the fire
Man for hire
Take your spot
Center stage
The spotlight on your face
As the crowd
Raise their brows
You can't avert their gaze
I fear my dear forsaken
For I can never hold you in my hands
And I will never call you up to fight this silence
How can I atone
How can I atone
How can I atone
How can I atone
I still have faith to fight the feeling
Nothing's real forever fading
But I've forgotten it's all in my head (I've forgotten it's all in my)
Light the fire
Man for hire
Take your spot
Center stage
The spotlight on your face
As the crowd
Raise their brows
You can't avert their gaze
I fear my dear forsaken
For I can never hold you in my hands
And I will never call you up to fight this silence
How can I atone
How can I atone
How can I atone
How can I atone
I fear my dear forsaken
For I can never hold you in my hands
And I will never call you up to fight this silence
How can I atone
How can I atone
How can I atone
How can I atone

Written by:
Matthew Schabel

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find