It seems like my life Is always On The Edge. I’m fighting my mind I’m helping someone rise When inside I can’t feel the need to survive. My life is tipping Over The Edge. I don’t know If anyone will catch me As if that matters though No one cares if a grain of sand went missing No? I just think of going missing To see who would actually care And who were true And if come back and screw the lies Through. But there is hope on the edge Because you never know I may fly forever instead.