CRUCIFIX - "Used to the Fall" (Mrs. Crucifix Video)

#Crucifix #MrsCrucifix #MomLife Website - https://SaintCruce.com Facebook -   / saintcruce   Instagram -   / crucifix   TikTok -   / saintcruce   X - https://X.com/SaintCruce Become a VIP Member - https://www.Crucifix.VIP Join CONVOS - https://www.CrucifixConvos.com Watch the Official Trailer -    • CRUCIFIX - "Used to the Fall" (Official Tr...   Watch the Official Teaser -    • CRUCIFIX - "Used to the Fall" (Official Te...   Get the Single Here : https://cmdshft.ffm.to/UTTF See the Official Lyric Video :    • CRUCIFIX - "Used to the Fall" (Lyric Video)   Official Music Video by Crucifix Performing "Used to the Fall" Produced by Michael "Seven" Summers. Mixed and Mastered by Rob Rebeck. Directed by Crucifix & Mrs. Crucifix © 2021 Cruce Signati. All Rights Reserved. * * * * * * "USED TO THE FALL" (Lyrics) VERSE 1 Trying to stand here pretending that I’m really okay when inside I know all the hope is gone is like sitting all alone at 5am in a hotel room when all the coke is gone. I hold on to pain sometimes, lit up by the fade of my fire. I’m too old to be chasing these highs, when first line is the only good ride. Sooner or later all the curtains gon’ close and the stage gon’ fade to black coal. Everything that you ever dreamed of will be running right out the back door. Wake up at sundown, hands up and get gunned down by myself I’m my own worst enemy A victim to the chains of my own stupidity. BRIDGE One day life’s bitter next day tastes sweet Maybe I hurt myself cuz I’d rather feel pain than feel nothing at all. I hate coming down, touching my feet to the ground. But man I’m so used to the fall. HOOK Don’t put your trouble on me I got enough of that weighing on me Already got enough demons I feed Man leave me alone to just breathe I hate coming down, Touching my feet on the ground. But man I’m used to the fall. VERSE 2 Life seems like it’s just about me losing everything that I never wanted in the first place. Til I slip and get attached then the devil takes it back and it hurts in the worst way. I’ve been stabbed in the back so much that I can’t never trust nobody I’ve been cut to the heart so many times that I can’t love nobody. Maybe I’m damaged goods, half the time misunderstood. All the "shoulds", all the "coulds" can’t stop the hatchet when it hits the wood. You can talk up fit You can cuss, you can spit You can dig my grave. But you ain’t putting no dent in a man that done spent life beneath these waves. BRIDGE HOOK