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As We Fall
You've fallen once more
On your way to the door
You pray to once more be restored
And hope to god you aren't ignored
We both know the fall is the worst
From your arms to the hearse
I speak my sweet nothings and beg for trust
I'll pick you up one more time, Wipe off the grime and rust
So baby, as we fall
Take my hand
Promise me you'll never let go
And I promise you'll never feel low
On your way to the door
You pray to once more be restored
And hope to god you aren't ignored
We both know the fall is the worst
From your arms to the hearse
I speak my sweet nothings and beg for trust
I'll pick you up one more time, Wipe off the grime and rust
So baby, as we fall
Take my hand
Promise me you'll never let go
And I promise you'll never feel low
Published 14th Nov 2012
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