Uploaded October 2013 | Updated September 2026, 10 hours ago

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An original, essentially a conversation between Eze (Left) and Zech (Right)
Recorded Live in Zech's Room

(Lyrics)
I know that its late
I think its time we talk
About the way I've been
The way i want to become
They keep falling
They feel the same
Every time its my fault

Fall

I know
that we are not alike
your seeds
deep in the dark of the night
your root's growing
But the soil is tainted
you'll fall

fall

It seems
Your wrath directs itself at me
And I don't understand
I have no self Belief
You keep talking
Your voice is raised
Every time its my fault

Fall

They say
That i was born my fathers my son
I can't hide
I hurt the ones i love
i keep roaring
i can't say what i mean it my fault
Fall

Pace yourself son
Place your heart in me
And safe you will be
Forever