Falling Low

Falling Low

When he’s high and then Falls low and there’s nowhere left to go
And he can’t reach for anyone so he finds himself a gun

Complicated life becomes now his body soul is numb
So he tries to find a way to make it through another day

So he screams and yells I’m living hell
Can it get this monkey off my hands
Nobody cares to understand they don’t understand

When your habits your best friend you’ve come closer to the end
Time to take this last train out from this world of hurt and doubt

So he screams and he yells or what the hell
Blow to pieces with my hands
Nobody cares to understand

There’s a little voice inside your head that says don’t throw it all away

When you’re high and falling low and there’s nowhere left to go
You can’t reach for anyone don’t give up and turn and run

So you’ll scream and you’ll yell and try like hell to get this monkey up your hands
Maybe they’ll never understand