Starting againnFalling up,soaring downnWith my head in the cloudsnTry to reach for the groundnBut the world's disappearednnHonestly, lavender, pretty disasternGotta a story behind royal eyednFaking laughternAnd I cry to myself but nobody elsennOh, I can't believe what have I donenTo get me herenI've lost myselfnNow I need helpnnI'm going down in flamesnAnd the fire's stingingnOnly leaving scars in its placenLay my head into my handsnWhat have I come to?nMend these battle woundsnBegin againnnHabits are made from a bouquet of troublesnAnd hitting the deck is an obvious humblenLike I do to myselfnAlways I slumber in pieces of ash and glassnSullen to daylight conversing a new attacknSo give regardsnMy heart's turning darknnI'm as a fragile as a beenWithout the sweet and two free wingsnCaving in, I start to screamnnI'm going down in flamesnAnd the fire's stingingnOnly leaving scars in its placenLay my head into my handsnWhat have I come to?nMend these battle woundsnBegin againnnWhat have I become?nFunny how I trynAnd I go along and I follow the leadnLet it take over me to begin againnnI'm going down in flamesnAnd the fire's stingingnOnly leaving scars in its placenLay my head into my handsnWhat have I come to?nMend these battle woundsnBegin again (x2)