Falling Through Shadows

Sometimes I feel like the whole world's crashing in slow motion. And I'm just

standing there, wondering if I even matter. I've been breaking, pieces fading.

Walls collapsing, heart's still caging. Every battle got me asking why I fight at

all. If I vanish in the night, would anybody call? I'm falling.

Falling. Through the shadows, I'm falling. Falling. Tell me do

I even matter if I lose it all? I've been trapped in a cycle,

rival my own reflection. Every loss is a weapon, depression my hidden

lesson. Life is a villain, ah, tearing apart my