It's Called: Freefall

Called to the Devil and the Devil did come
I said to the Devil, "Devil, do you like drums?
Do you like cigarettes, dominoes, rum?"
He said, "Only sundown, Sundays, Christmas"
Some days end when I need a few friends
Now and again, I could never hope to keep them
Thought to give friends what I thought that they wanted
Never had they needed a good friend as I've been

Don't get me venting on friends who resent you
'Cause all you've ever done is been a noose to hang on to
They thought was a necklace, and reckless, they fell into hell
Where you both hang with nothing to do but

Scratch, kick, let gravity win like
Fuck this, let gravity win like
You could leave it all behind
Even the Devil need time alone sometimes

You could let it all go
You could let it all go
It's called free fall
It's called free fall

Called to the Devil and the Devil said
"Quit, can't be bothered, better handle your shit
Keep about your wits, man, keep about your wits
Know yourself and who you came in with
Can I sit down, I've been hustling all day
I can't even count how many souls I've made
Off the same deal you're on
Remember, the Devil ain't a friend to no one"
But fine, true

Well, you could let it all go
You could let it all go
It's called free fall
It's called free fall

Called to the Devil and the Devil said
"Hey, why you been calling this late?
It's like 2 a.m. and the bars all close at ten in hell, it's a rule I made
Anyway, you say you're too busy saving everybody else to save yourself
And you don't want no help, oh well"
That's the story to tell

Like you could let it all go
You could let it all go
It's called free fall
It's called free fall
You could let it all go
You could let it all go
'Cause ain't shit free but falling out
And that shit's easy, lemme show you how it's like

Ain't shit free but falling out
And that shit's easy, lemme show you how it's like



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Holt, Ethan Goodpaster, Darrick Keller, Ela Melo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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