Edge

May, 10 2018 • Written by PrestoMajesto

I might wind up dead
Feel the blood rush to my head
Pushed me to the edge
Now it's too late for regrets
 
Stuck inside myself
But I can't be nobody else
Waking up is hell
But sleepless nights just are my hex
 
I might wind up dead
Feel the blood rush to my head
Pushed me too the edge
Now it's too late for regrets
 
Maybe my Outlook is unique
Or maybe I'm just a freak
My urge to live has been kinda weak
My view of the future is kinda bleak
 
So I might wind up dead
Tie a rope around my neck
Pushed me to the edge
Now it's too late for regrets
 
Stuck inside myself
But I can't be nobody else
Waking up is hell
But sleepless nights just are my hex
 
Tossed and turned through another night
Been up all night, had demons to fight
Shieling my eyes from the sunlight
Know I gotta do it all again tonight
 
I might wind up dead
Feel the blood rush to my head
Pushed me to the edge
Now it's too late for regrets
 
Stuck inside myself
But I can't be nobody else
Waking up is hell
But sleepless nights just are my hex

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PrestoMajesto

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