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Well, he was, he was very tough as a, as a little boy, you know, because he was very active (He's up twenty stories high, woah) I was always worried about him, you know, because his dad wasn’t around You know, and I, oh gosh, he was a handful Am I falling? Am I falling? Am I falling? Am I falling? Am I falling? Am I falling? Am I falling? Am I falling? Yes, I'm falling, yes, I'm falling No, I’m falling, am I falling? The arrow flies through the clouds searchin' for clarity The double-edged sword, good and evil, life and duality The key is to find the beauty inside of the tragedy The feather falls, the Spirit talks, life before and after me Then it war with apathy, tryna to find my lost boy Hope he ain't a casualty, I think I lost my happy thought I am falling, I am falling I am falling, I am falling I am falling, I am falling Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah (Oh-oh) From Letras Mania