Friday, July 22, 2011

"Over the Edge"

This is the way it seems to be
One sets up a fault with me
Everybody jumps behind
And follows them blindly

Since when is one man's business
Everybody's business
Let's mind our own business
I think it's time to end this

[chorus]
If you want to be my friend
Then it should be your decision
Lining up in such precision
Lemmings without clear direction
Over the edge you go
Just who's leading where you follow?

No, I am not a perfect man
There's only so long I can stand
Sometimes I fall
When the smoke has finally cleared
I see those who I hold dear
Holding my hand through it all

Jumping sides and changing floors
Make a thought and make it yours
Life is through those open doors
Don't let others decide yours

[chorus]
If you want to be my friend
Then it should be your decision
So tired of the same division
Treating me like a different person
Lining up with such precision
Lemmings without clear direction
Over the edge you go
Just who's leading where you follow?

And I can't stand the things I see
Oh, friend of inconsitency
Time apart is not a wedge
To bring a friendship to its end
But in your heart you've made a pledge
Over the edge

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