Lyrics:

I've had a masochistic kiss of death
Of discontent wall to wall
A hoodlum shrine for nothing more
That went beyond the steel and call

I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling

But I was keen to do the perfect
Not what Angels do discriminate
Against black and white
I'm alright
And isn't it time
Your socks pulled up

I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling

It's like some voyeuristic tradition
Of naked hate
More and more
A feeble kind of subtlety
That's lost beneath veneers of shocks

I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling

I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling

I can't stop falling
I can't stop falling

I can't stop