Falling Down
Blackened faces, full of methadone spaces
Where the doctors are throwing paper around
Crying babies, lying players,
Stumping on old jobs being around
I think we are falling down
I think we are sinking in the ground
It's a waste
Rejoicing ladies, fading church time graces
It's raining in this West Virginia town
Falling wages, oxycodone takes its place
In this fading West Virginia town
I think we are falling down
I think we are sinking in the ground
It's a waste
I think we are falling down
I think we are sinking in the ground
In this West Virginia town
It's a waste
I know we are falling down
I know we are sinking in the ground
It's too late
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