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Teksty: Rasmus. Dead Letters. F-F-F-Falling.

I don't go to school every Monday
I've got my reason to sleep
Don't you tell me how I should be

Made up my mind 'bout the music
Made up my mind 'bout the style
I know that I'm stable and able to settle down
But I keep

F-f-f-falling
Down with the sun, I can't give it up
The night is calling me like a drum
I keep on f-f-f-falling

This life is so full of temptation
And I want to keep it that way
I know myself I can handle the game

Made up my mind 'bout the future
Made up my mind 'bout the past
I know that I'm stable and able to hold on

F-f-f-falling
Down with the sun, I can't give it up
The night is calling me like a drum
I keep on f-f-f-falling

(Falling)
I need a flame I need a spark
(Falling)
Don't be afraid to open my heart

(Falling)
I need a game I need a shock
(Falling)
Don't be afraid my heart is unlocked

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, woh
Yeah, yeah

F-f-f-falling
Down with the sun, I can't give it up
The night is calling me like a drum
I keep on f-f-f-falling

(Falling)
I need a flame I need a spark
(Falling)
Don't be afraid to open my heart

(Falling)
I need a game I need a shock
(Falling)
Don't be afraid my heart is unlocked

(Falling)
Made up my mind 'bout the music
(Falling)
Made up my mind 'bout the style

(Falling)
I know that I'm stable and able
(Falling)
To settle down f-f-f-falling
(Falling, falling, falling, falling)