The Edge (Early Access) (Patreon)

The edge. (Patreon Early Access Version)

Lyrics: I swear, every time I try to write something down I erase it I know that there's something inside, but I don't know how to face it If I could, I'd convert it into a melody, a book or a movie Then I'd show it to someone, they'd smile and feel like they knew me I wake up at 4 AM and try to write something deep The blue light of the screen burns into my eyes and ruins my sleep I try to forget about it, but it's still there the next day Try to turn it into something but I can't I sigh and try to relax, but I feel like I've lost There's something important in my mind that I can't seem to get across I don't know whether to laugh, scream, cry or do nothing The seams of my soul are bursting, but there's no stuffing There's a lot of pride in being good and enviable and standing tall but it's nothing compared to the stark, inevitable doom of my horrible fall And now I'm at the edge Sometimes I have to ask "How well did I think this would go?" I didn't tell anyone about my feelings, it's like I didn't want them to know I'm mad that other people are more popular than me But then I turn around and make it so my own success is all people see Am I making things worse? Not really, I guess Sometimes people need something happy when they're feeling depressed But eventually I run out of energy and I have to stop I start to disconnect, then I watch my momentum as it starts to drop I can't turn nothing into something, I can't turn anything into anything else And when I can, no one cares, and when they do, I'm nothing, I've lost myself There's not much difference between small people and big people When it comes down to it, we're all pretty much the same size Sometimes you forget and you feel like you have to be something But what is something? I ask the question and stand back in fear as I realize I'm at the edge I pause, I count to ten, I control my breathing Maybe some crazy idea will come to me while I'm sleeping I stop, I stretch, I check the time, I come back What if I lose my balance and fall and die of a heart attack? Alright, if I die, I die, but let's not think about it, okay? Just live as if you're immortal, you can't really disprove it per se Just breathe, relax, keep going, you're doing great Any one who loves is worth a thousand times more than ten who hate Now it's time to sit back and learn how to appreciate Maybe another day Hopefully that day is soon And in the meantime, I'll try Looking at the moon Maybe another day Hopefully that day is soon And in the meantime, I'll try Looking at the moon And in the meantime, I'll try Looking at the moon