Only to Trip and Fall Down Again

Don't be falling off
It's just your thoughts again, messing up
The devil won't stay in your throat for long
If you want. snow piling up, it's made of roses and
Your guilty bones
Don't, you're falling out
It's just the laugh of heaven going south
There's a lump that i identified
As demons in my mouth
Don't go falling off
It's just the thoughts of heaven piling up