S t a t i c || s/mb

on the edge

Baby love, we'll be going places-

Battered souls and beaten faces.

We're a couple of kids,

With broken hearts,

Time to kill,

Love to give,

And words to spill.

We're no good at talking-

So we push ourselves instead.

Our emotions are just our monsters-

But not inside our head.

Our hearts are black and our lips are blue.

I'll take another chance on you

Tell me,

Tell me,

Your lips are blue.

Will you take a chance-

Take a chance on me too?

With one foot up and one foot under,

Will you fall with me?

Oh, I wonder.

We look at the driving world beneath us

Do we dare fall down?

Take a deep breath

Spread your wings

And fly.

But fallen souls don't fly,

No sir,

All fallen souls must die.

o.p