Point of Disgust

Once I was lost
To the point of disgust
Had in my sight
Lack of vision, lack of light

I fell hard (Hard)
I fell fast (Fast)
Mercy me (Me)
Never last (Last)

Then in the dust
All the things we discussed
Thrown to the wind
So at last we begin

'Cause we fell hard (Hard)
We fell fast (Fast)
Mercy me (Me)
Never last (Last)