I'm sorry, I'm falling right down to the bottom Back to the basics where I belong I cannot handle the truth, I'll be waiting Wishing for god to reach down and touch me I'll be safe if I wait here for answers to appear Decomposing slowly like the rats in the street I'll lie there on my bed, secretly thinking I want to know the truth, I need to know the truth Let the truth pa** through me We rise up to heaven And fall back to hell Listen to the secrets of your absent god In my private Eden I will find my snake That tempts me with knowledge that I'll surely take All of these voices telling me to appreciate The only time we truly have is right now I am the the product of a weakening soul That secretly prays where no one is watching All of these people want a soul foul sermon But I'll know the truth and I'll feel the truth And let it wash right over me We rise up to heaven And fall back to hell Listen to the secrets of your absent god I talked to god, it's okay We rise and fall