Uploaded February 2021 | Updated September 2026, 14 hours ago
From the full length album "Sunbreather," out now on Facedown Records.
Online Store: facedown.merchnow.com/collections/Fallstar
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Facebook: facebook.com/Fallstar
Lyrics
I don’t care about all the things they say could pull me under. I don’t care about all the chemicals and the shape that love comes in. Finding my way in the dark I'm in pieces, holding my head and my heart in my hands. If you’re living your life like you don’t got a reason, maybe I can understand. They’ve got the kinda thinking that I’ve got a bad feeling about. Made all the demons, all the creeps just wanna come out. And I’m still tryna get the hell out of my head. Death Ends. Once we find ourselves a place in this world. Blessed the dirt, sacred the soil. Death ends. No longer separated by native blood, and foreign tongue. I just wanna live forever. So you’ve got me waiting on the edge of my seat. I’m waiting for the world to end, like I’m waiting for a long lost friend. So you’ve got me feeling like I can never be anything I truly want because this world is not for me. And I’m still tryna get the hell out of my head...
From the full length album "Sunbreather," out now on Facedown Records.
Online Store: facedown.merchnow.com/collections/Fallstar
Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/60mGyO79l5tzOQl0yW0lrk
Apple Music: itunes.apple.com/album/id/1536648936
Facebook: facebook.com/Fallstar
Lyrics
I don’t care about all the things they say could pull me under. I don’t care about all the chemicals and the shape that love comes in. Finding my way in the dark I'm in pieces, holding my head and my heart in my hands. If you’re living your life like you don’t got a reason, maybe I can understand. They’ve got the kinda thinking that I’ve got a bad feeling about. Made all the demons, all the creeps just wanna come out. And I’m still tryna get the hell out of my head. Death Ends. Once we find ourselves a place in this world. Blessed the dirt, sacred the soil. Death ends. No longer separated by native blood, and foreign tongue. I just wanna live forever. So you’ve got me waiting on the edge of my seat. I’m waiting for the world to end, like I’m waiting for a long lost friend. So you’ve got me feeling like I can never be anything I truly want because this world is not for me. And I’m still tryna get the hell out of my head...
