Westside

Falling over westside

I came home, I let it ride

I fall asleep to the memories of my dreams

Never on the ocean

I was always a saint

You're telling me I'm not faint

I'm just in slow motion

I had and never loved another person

Until I found your name

On a paper plate in the aeroplane

I'm falling on the westside

I am falling down deep

I'm falling on the westside

I am falling down deep

Hopping along

To that westside

I felt alive

Crying hard and all alone

I held on upon the westside

I am far from home

Tell me your little memories from then

I'm always far from home

I'm never far from hell

On that side, know that

Little on the westside

I am broken as a bone

On the westside, on the westside

Little on the westside

I am gone again