Falling over westside
I came home, I let it ride
I fall asleep to the memories of my dreams
Never on the ocean
I was always a saint
You're telling me I'm not faint
I'm just in slow motion
I had and never loved another person
Until I found your name
On a paper plate in the aeroplane
I'm falling on the westside
I am falling down deep
I'm falling on the westside
I am falling down deep
Hopping along
To that westside
I felt alive
Crying hard and all alone
I held on upon the westside
I am far from home
Tell me your little memories from then
I'm always far from home
I'm never far from hell
On that side, know that
Little on the westside
I am broken as a bone
On the westside, on the westside
Little on the westside
I am gone again
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