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The floor 'round his body slowly started to crack
He was screamin' but no one could do nothin' but
step back He plunged below until the level beneath
Broke five ribs both hands and blew out his teeth
But the level below is where they all want his
position They all look the other way and continue
with bull shittin' The floor's crackin' again he
screams help someone And then smashed down right
through it like something engulfed him
There once was a man of power who lived on top of
his high rise (his high rise) Bloody red were his
eyes, they say wealthiest in town (in town) First
his chair crushed beneath him, even with the help
of his top guys (top guys) They couldn't lift him
up that day somethin' was pullin' him down (down)
The floor 'round his body slowly started to crack
He was screamin' but no one could do nothin' but
step back He plunged below until the level beneath
Broke five ribs both hands and blew out his teeth
But the level below is where they all want his
position They all look the other way and continue
with bull shittin' The floor's crackin' again he
screams help someone And then smashed down right
through it like something engulfed him
His beat up and broken body blasting its way down
the high rise (high rise) Leaving a hole on every
level, which others gather around (around) He's
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screaming as he's falling don't let them take me
from my life (my life) Dropping tier by tier
something was pulling him down
Ahhh Crashing down through every level all the
people turn and look away Somebody help me, help
me Somebody help me, help me Crashing down through
every level all the people turn and look away
Somebody help me, help me Somebody help me, help
me
He was old and weak and frail (frail frail), he
casted hell from his high rise (his high rise)
Some say his building was so tall so on the world
he looked down (down) I bet now he wishes it
wasn't built from the ground up a mile (o o o)
Every level brings him closer down to whatever's
in the ground (whatever's in the ground)
The floor 'round his body slowly started to crack
He was screamin' but no one could do nothin' but
step back He plunged below until the level beneath
Broke five ribs both hands and blew out his teeth
But the level below is where they all want his
position They all look the other way and continue
with bull shittin' The floor's crackin' again he
screams help someone And then smashed down right
through it like something engulfed him Nobody
really seemed to care much on any level Watchin'
him fall and guessin' that he'll meet the devil
His head hit a rock maybe a pipe I don't know and
know But he was dead and now he's still got eight
floors to go He landed in a kitchen on a tray of
steak blades Even though he was dead his hair went
flippin' off the maze What was left of his body
smashed through all the floors A mangled ball of
meat rolled out the front doors |
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