Falling Calling

Didn?t believe in the bible
Didn?t believe the good book
Lord, lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I?m wearing really ain?t my style
Lord, lord please help me, help me think awhile
I know that I did something wrong
I got into bad ways
Well the judge, yes he put me down, for five thousand days

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don?t know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don?t know what to do

The cell I am in is only six feet wide
And six feet to the roof
There?s a window that?s strung with only three bars
Singing me the truth
Fifty and seventy don?t seem right
Seventy ain?t my age
When I leave this place with a new face
It?s to turn another a new page

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don?t know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don?t know what to do

Didn?t believe in the bible
Didn?t believe the good book
Well now lord, lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that I?m wearing well they really ain?t my style
Well now lord, lord please help me, help me think awhile

Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don?t know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, I don?t know what to do