We All Fall Down
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?!
Even when I scream aloud
Everyone dances to the sound
Ashes to ashes they all fall down
We're all just drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when we can't get enough
Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease
Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart!
Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart!
Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart!
Even when I'm bleeding out
Everyone gathers 'round the spout
Just tip me over and pour me out
We're all just drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when we can't get enough
Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease
-Drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when we can't get enough
Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease
You've only been at this for two years. Why do you think you can do this alone?
Because nobody helps you? How narcissistic. Either way, you'll have to
All your friends will leave you, but you will get what you want
And it won't make you feel anything. And that's ok
Along the way you hope to find something that makes you happy, I guess
You haven't thought that far ahead. I don't even think you can
Would you talk to a friend that way?
You make me so angry. You are so strong and awesome
You can do anything. You can succeed in anything, because that's who you are
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?
Can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it yet?
Oh, can you feel it
The pain of poppin' apathy?!
Even when I scream aloud
Everyone dances to the sound
Ashes to ashes they all fall down
We're all just drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when we can't get enough
Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease
Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart!
Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart!
Are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving yet?
Oh, are you moving
The world is gonna fall apart!
Even when I'm bleeding out
Everyone gathers 'round the spout
Just tip me over and pour me out
We're all just drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when we can't get enough
Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease
-Drinking out of cups
Waiting for the day when we can't get enough
Baby please, adore me, adore me
I am living for your disease
You've only been at this for two years. Why do you think you can do this alone?
Because nobody helps you? How narcissistic. Either way, you'll have to
All your friends will leave you, but you will get what you want
And it won't make you feel anything. And that's ok
Along the way you hope to find something that makes you happy, I guess
You haven't thought that far ahead. I don't even think you can
Would you talk to a friend that way?
You make me so angry. You are so strong and awesome
You can do anything. You can succeed in anything, because that's who you are
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Writer(s): Gabriel Weeks
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