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Close To The Edge

There there
Hey
Now
What's this I'm hearin
About
Butterfly flew
Into the ground
One too many
Nets around
You go to him
Like
A mosquito to skin

I see
You wanna be
So
Close to the edge
And you're runnin you're runnin you're runnin
Without your feet
You believe
There's a ground
If ya step over and ya fall down
But there may
Not
Be

There there
Hey now
What's that you're talkin
About
Your cup runneth over
And out
One too many cups around
And you're a mess
You
Wanna confess

I see
You wanna be
So
Close to the edge
And you're runnin you're runnin you're runnin
Without your feet
You believe
There's a ground
If ya step over and ya fall down
But there may
Not

I wish there was something so profound that I could say
You know it's bad for you but ya still wanna do
It
Any
Way
You go to him
Like
A mosquito to skin

I see
You wanna be
So
Close to the edge
And you're runnin you're runnin you're runnin
Without your feet
You believe
There's a ground
If ya step over and ya fall down
But there may
Not
Be

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