| Song | Falling Down |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | Falling Down |
| Once was a man who consumed | |
| his place and time | |
| He thought nothing could touch him | |
| But here and now it's a different storyline | |
| Like the straw he is clutching | |
| Why has the sky turned grey | |
| Hard to my face and cold on my shoulder | |
| And why has my life gone astray | |
| Scarred by disgrace, | |
| I know that its over | |
| Because I'm falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone out there to help me? | |
| Howl at the wind rushing | |
| past my lonely head | |
| Caught inside its own motion | |
| How I wish it was somebody else instead | |
| Howling at all this corrosion | |
| Why did the luck run dry | |
| Laugh in my face, | |
| so pleased to desert me | |
| Why do the cruel barbs fly? | |
| Now when disgrace can | |
| no longer hurt me | |
| Because I'm falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| Because I'm falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| Because I'm falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| Because I'm falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| I don't know…. why | |
| I don't know…. why |
| Once was a man who consumed | |
| his place and time | |
| He thought nothing could touch him | |
| But here and now it' s a different storyline | |
| Like the straw he is clutching | |
| Why has the sky turned grey | |
| Hard to my face and cold on my shoulder | |
| And why has my life gone astray | |
| Scarred by disgrace, | |
| I know that its over | |
| Because I' m falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone out there to help me? | |
| Howl at the wind rushing | |
| past my lonely head | |
| Caught inside its own motion | |
| How I wish it was somebody else instead | |
| Howling at all this corrosion | |
| Why did the luck run dry | |
| Laugh in my face, | |
| so pleased to desert me | |
| Why do the cruel barbs fly? | |
| Now when disgrace can | |
| no longer hurt me | |
| Because I' m falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| Because I' m falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| Because I' m falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| Because I' m falling down | |
| With people standing round | |
| But before I hit the ground | |
| Is there time | |
| Could I find someone | |
| out there to help me? | |
| I don' t know. why | |
| I don' t know. why |