Fallen

Come with on my kite, we will fly away So far away Even with broken wings it's able to fly The desire is a wildfire inside They say without pain theres no gain But what's left to win when I am fallen With a bottle in my hand, creating pretty lies I can make them proud forever My heart is a stormy ocean Defected innocence clogging up the system I am hovering, I'm turning into dust in the breeze Just listen They say without pain theres no gain But what's left to win when I am fallen With a bottle in my hand, creating pretty lies I can make them proud forever more Pretty lies makes it easier to breathe Lifting the souls of the unborn betrayals Without pain theres no gain in this psycho world Even fallen I will make them proud They say without pain theres no gain But what's left to win when I am fallen With a bottle in my hand, creating pretty lies I can make them proud forever This will never change, there's no break I ment to be strong but I am broken With this bottle in my hand, I am fighting on I can make them proud forever more