Free… falling… No ground… calling… I’m reaching past the skyline, fingers split on air, Gripping at a future that was never there. Wings stitched from doubt and second guesses, Hope held hostage by my obsessions. Eyes crack open, morning hits like blame, Same old ceiling, same old name. Sun cuts through but it don’t warm, Just lights the wreckage of the storm. For now… I’m circling the drain again, Counting down the impact in my head. FREE FALLING! Every breath a loaded gun! FREE FALLING! But I’m not fucking done! If I shatter on the way down low, I’ll rebuild from the bones below! FREE FALLING, FREE FALLING DOWN Still I rise when I hit the ground! Like debris in a violent sky, Torn from the place where dreams go to die. Thought I’d crash but the floor keeps shifting, Rock bottom’s just another trapdoor lifting. Every drop rewrites my lane, Pain’s just fuel with a different name. Teeth clenched tight through every break, Learning exactly how much I can take. Lock sight forward, No retreat! Even defeat tastes incomplete! FREE FALLING! But the fire survives the fall! FREE FALLING! I outlive it all! Break my body on the way down steep, I’ll crawl back up from the fucking deep! FREE FALLING, Crown of dust when I claim this ground! No escape. No release. No turning it down. COLLAPSE!!! Sink. Sink. Sink.. EVERYTHING!! GONE!! FREE FALLING! Eyes wide, I own the drop! FREE FALLING! But I never STOP! Crash and burn’s just part of the climb, Every collapse resets the time! FREE FALLING, FREE FALLING DOWN Hear the ruin shake the sound! Free… falling… Still… climbing… TRYING!
