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You must have fallen from the sky
You must have shattered on the wrong way
You brought so many to the light
And now you're by yourself

There comes a point in every fight
Where giving up seems like the only way
When everyone has said goodbye
And now you're on your own

If you need somewhere to fall apart
Somewhere to fall apart

When the rules of Cain, the rights you made
The hours did crawl for those to blame
The broken glass, the fool that asked
The moving arrow to stop

You must have fallen from the sky
You must have come here in the pouring rain
You took so many through the light
And now you're on your own

If you need somewhere to fall apart
Somewhere to fall apart

Well the ruins of man, the bloody rag
Neither fool the bull, the powdered hag
The nights they make the rattle rag
The wolves that follow the outed man
The falling star, the way we are, divine
The rules that never ever multiply

You must have fallen from the sky
You must have come here on the wrong way
You came among us every time
But now you're on your own

If you need somewhere to fall apart
Somewhere to fall apart

Well, they call you saint, the basket case
The rules of thumb you have to break
The raging skull, the rag to the bull
The nails that drag in either hand
Well, I will make my work of that
I know this place, I know this task

You must have fallen from the sky
You must have fallen from the sky   You must have shattered on the wrong way   You brought so many to the light   And now you're by yourself      There comes a point in every fight   Where giving up seems like the only way   When everyone has said goodbye   And now you're on your own      If you need somewhere to fall apart   Somewhere to fall apart      When the rules of Cain, the rights you made   The hours did crawl for those to blame   The broken glass, the fool that asked   The moving arrow to stop      You must have fallen from the sky   You must have come here in the pouring rain   You took so many through the light   And now you're on your own      If you need somewhere to fall apart   Somewhere to fall apart      Well the ruins of man, the bloody rag   Neither fool the bull, the powdered hag   The nights they make the rattle rag   The wolves that follow the outed man   The falling star, the way we are, divine   The rules that never ever multiply      You must have fallen from the sky   You must have come here on the wrong way   You came among us every time   But now you're on your own      If you need somewhere to fall apart   Somewhere to fall apart      Well, they call you saint, the basket case   The rules of thumb you have to break   The raging skull, the rag to the bull   The nails that drag in either hand   Well, I will make my work of that   I know this place, I know this task      You must have fallen from the sky