All my troubles have found me today
"when will i hit the ground?" i hear myself say
But i just keep on falling weightless and half asleep
But i know someday those troubles will be mine to keep
Right now i'll put it off right now i will be shoving off

Downwardspiral

I have always heard you pay for your mistakes
But what currency will be accepted at that gate?
Have i cried enough? have i thought about it enough?
What's going to count when the road turns rough?