Point of Disgust

Once I was lost

To the point of disgust

Had in my sight

Lack of vision, lack of light

I fell hard (Hard)

I fell fast (Fast)

Mercy me (Me)

Never last (Last)

Then in the dust

All the things we discussed

Thrown to the wind

So at last we begin

'Cause we fell hard (Hard)

We fell fast (Fast)

Mercy me (Me)

Never last (Last)