The Edge
We’re living life out on the edge
Don’t want to live a life that’s dead
Got to make my life what I want it to be
Hold up, I’m not a “wanna-be”
So why’d you judge me?
You don’t even know me
So don’t console me
I’m out on the edge
One the brink of discovery
Not going to lose myself in all of this
No, no
We must figure it out
Cause we’re on the edge.
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