Threering - The Edge

To sit in silent desperation
To know you’re run is at its end
Locked in endless contemplation
For all it’s worth, you’re giving in
I chased the dream but found the edge
Death of the man I should have been
Choking on air I couldn’t breathe
Counting the days I shouldn’t be here for
There is no comfort in acceptance
There is no justice that’s not earned
There are no breaks and no exceptions
There are no miracles, and that’s not lost on me
I chased the dream but found the edge
Death of the man I should have been
Choking on air I couldn’t breathe
Counting the days I shouldn’t be here for
How will I stand up for the dreamers
When it’s falling apart on me
Now I carry the weight of all of this
I fear that’s all I’ll be known for
I chased the dream but found the edge
Death of the man I should have been
Choking on air I couldn’t breathe
Counting the days I shouldn’t be here for

Written by:
Adam Doxtater

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