Texty: Matt Costa. Unfamiliar Faces. Downfall.

If I wait long enough, someone might come out
If I tried I could meet somebody else
So I'll follow false prophets walking down my street
To keep, keep me busy, so soundly I'll sleep

But it's all in the downfall of me
All in the downfall

Don't bury my feet so I can run
I'll be your mother and else
Well, I walked in your steps and held my breath
Until your words reached the end
Then I lie with a poet's face first in the street
When the world casts each shadow I became a she

But it's all in the downfall of me
All in the downfall

So I'll follow false prophets walking down my street
To keep, keep me busy, so soundly I'll sleep
I'll lie with a poet's face-first in these streets
When the world casts it's shadow I became a she

But it's all in the downfall
It's all in the downfall
It's all in the downfall of me
All in the downfall