Tumbling Down

HEY, SHOW ME
SHOW ME WHAT YOU’VE GOT
DON’T WASTE MY TIME
WITH ANYTHING YOU’RE NOT

HEY, GIVE ME
GIVE SOMETHING REAL
I’M NOT QUITE CERTAIN
ABOUT WHAT I FEEL

I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE
YOU’VE LIED TOO MANY TIMES BEFORE
IF I CAN’T PUT MY FAITH IN YOU
I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS LEFT TO DO

I’M TUMBLING
I’M TUMBLING
JUST LIKE A FEATHER
WITHOUT A SOUND
I’M TUMBLING
TUMBLING DOWN

HEY, TELL ME
TELL ME WHAT YOU MEAN
CAUSE I CAN’T BE LIVING
WITH SOMETHING INBETWEEN

HEY, GIVE ME
GIVE ME BACK SOME GROUND
MY MIND IS SPINNING
AROUND AND AROUND

I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE
BEEN HERE TOO MANY TIMES BEFORE
I CAN’T TELL YOU RIGHT OR WRONG
JUST TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON

I’M TUMBLING
I’M TUMBLING
JUST LIKE A FEATHER
TOWARDS THE GROUND
I’M TUMBLING
I’M TUMBLING
MY MIND SPINS
AROUND AND AROUND
I’M TUMBLING
TUMBLING DOWN

YES, I AM

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