I'm sorry, I'm falling right down to the bottom
Back to the basics where I belong
I cannot handle the truth, I'll be waiting
Wishing for god to reach down and touch me

I'll be safe if I wait here for answers to appear
Decomposing slowly like the rats in the street
I'll lie there on my bed, secretly thinking
I want to know the truth, I need to know the truth
Let the truth p*** through me

We rise up to heaven
And fall back to hell
Listen to the secrets of your absent god

In my private Eden I will find my snake
That tempts me with knowledge that I'll surely take
All of these voices telling me to appreciate
The only time we truly have is right now

I am the the product of a weakening soul
That secretly prays where no one is watching
All of these people want a soul foul sermon
But I'll know the truth and I'll feel the truth
And let it wash right over me

We rise up to heaven
And fall back to hell
Listen to the secrets of your absent god

I talked to god, it's okay
We rise and fall