FALLING

4. FALLING

Into the mirror, I ride the teacup
I'm getting bigger, bigger, I'm blowing up
Cause I'm taking what's mine
You can have what's ours
I'm still reaching, I'm reaching up for the stars

I'm still reaching, I'm still reaching, I'm still reaching

This time, not gonna be like last time
I'm falling, falling, falling
I'm not getting smaller
No, this time, not gonna be like last time
Cause, I'm falling and I'm falling and I'm falling
I'm not getting smaller

Into the mirror I write a love song
I'm getting little, little, but not for long
Dead at seventeen, not a boy, not a man
Ten, ten years later, I still can't understand

I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it

When something grabs on, I make it let go
It's not as easy as just saying no
When you're backed in a corner and ready to fight
But the kids are still alright

Into the mirror I ride a motorbike
Don't know what I want, but I know what I like
A look is better than looks
On the list don't be late
So buy a new dress, cause Tinsel Town doesn't wait

It's not waiting, it's not waiting, it's not waiting

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