Testi:
Breaking Point Falling Down

you?re falling down, you?re falling down again I don?t want to be the one to push you down and pull you up again I don?t want to be that way you?re falling down

on your punk ass squeezing the bird Now what New York niggas know about country grammar Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers When I pull out that thing, you better break

m gunning for clowns You're mine motherfucker, don't be coming for pounds So you can break out of that invisible box, you're not down My favorite ones

me go down, let me go let me go down alone Let me go down, just let me go down If I?m gonna go down, then just let me go Let me go down, let me go down

I'm sittin' on a citadel Contemplating life Making a point to waste my time I'm walking on clouds Of white What if I fall What if I don't What if

My whole team got laced, half of them rich The other half, originate from the best part My right hook will leave your face covered with stretch-marks When the swellin' go down

I got the phone number to this weakness I know Who can put me back together, make me feel whole So take me apart, try to break me down And spend all

, damn Baby you look good you're giving me wood You should pull over like a sweat shirt with a hood [? ] you and me both Break bread while I'm copping

will define you Live, learn, rise, Fall, point, squeeze We were not awarded bones simply to weigh down our graves So ring out, baby, ring out The wind will break your fall