Lyrics

Without an escape, I'll send myself spare
To the ones who don't know me
To the ones who care
Without an escape, I become untied
In a manner of speaking
It's a matter of pride

I keep my hand in the flame to find the divide
Between what's steering my fate and what's opposing my lines
When the pain is complete in pure decay
Don't you wanna be smothered?
Don't you wanna betray?

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Yeah, the fall is coming, I can see it so clear
Arrived on a held breath, and I'll leave with a sneer
Yeah, the fall is coming, it's always coming
Yeah, the fall is
Yeah

I can't be told, I can't be dressed
I can't be held, I can't be fed
I can't be whipped
I can't be told, I can't be dressed
I can't be held, I can't be fed
I can't be whipped

I can't be told, I can't be dressed
I can't be held, I can't be fed
I can't be whipped
I can't be told, I can't be dressed
I can't be held, I can't be fed
I can't be whipped

Without an escape, I'll send myself spare
To the ones who don't know me
To the ones who care
Without an escape, I become untied
In a manner of speaking
It's a matter of pride

And the fall is coming, and the fall is coming
And the fall is coming, and the fall is coming
And the fall is coming, yeah, the fall is coming
Yeah, the fall is, ah

I can't be told, I can't be dressed
I can't be held, I can't be fed
I can't be whipped
I can't be told, I can't be dressed
I can't be held, I can't be fed
I can't be whipped

Writer(s): Cathal Roper, Damien Tuit, Diarmuid Brennan, Gabriel Paschal Blake, James Mcgovern

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