I guess the party
Is over now
You had your fun
I had my doubts
You took me high
And let me fall down
Now I'm sinking
And about to drownThey told me to come to the party
They said I'd get inspired
And when I went I was happy
But now it's over and I can't survive
Cleaning up the mess I want to hide
But I can't let anyone see me cryI guess the party
Is over now
You had your fun
I had my doubts
You took me high
And dropped me on the ground
Now I'm in the sky
And falling down down downThe party was wild
I have to admit
It was hard to resist
When you swayed your hips
And when we collided
Lips to lips
I wanted to stay alive
Just for your kissBut you flew too high
Dropped me down
Threw me in
Let me drown
And I can't help but fall
Down
Down
Down
I'm falling
Down
Down
Down

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Metanoia
PoetryMetanoia: [Noun] Change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion. Poems, songs, and the occasional letter.