Falling Down
by Story of the Year· from Page Avenue
Now i can taste the war that i've been fighting Start to fall but i'm still standing here behind the wall of dying faith. I cant forget the fight thats growing stronger Face to face with hopes of longer days to build on something we should save I stand alone on my own My hands will bleed I'm holding on to what is gone. Whats left of me? i'm falling down. But i should find my strength in this: a light that burns to reconnect my heart for what its meant to give Walk. Fall. Stand again so i can...