| Lyrics: | I was beaten up, I was beaten down
By my life and a photographic sound
I was filled with
love, I was filled with rage
My life book shook with the turning of it's page
Hitting
the ground, hitting the ground
And there ain't no friend round, never be found
Hitting the
ground, hitting the ground
And there ain't no-one there to help you come down
I was not
on drugs, I was not on beer
I was still with love, I was full of fear
If I asked the
question, life will tell no lie
Love will ask the question are you willing to
die
Hitting the ground, hitting the ground
And there ain't no friend round, never be
found
Hitting the ground, hitting the ground
And there ain't no-one there to help you come
down
I'm gonna go way up in an aeroplane
I'm gonna go way out insane
I don't know
if I'd ever come down
I don't know if I can reach the ground
Hitting the ground,
hitting the ground
And there ain't no friend round, never be found
Hitting the ground,
hitting the ground
And there ain't no-one there to help you come down
I'm gonna go way
up in an aeroplane
I'm gonna go way out insane
I don't know if I'd ever come down
I
don't know if I can reach the ground
I was beaten up, I was beaten down
By my life and
a photographic sound
I was filled with love, I was filled with rage
My life book shook with
the turning of it's page
Hitting the ground, hitting the ground
And there ain't no
friend round, never be found
Hitting the ground, hitting the ground
And there ain't no-one
there to help you come down |
