| Step off the ledge with me
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| Just metaphorically
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| When did you lose yourself
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| Come find your mind with me
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| Lets run the risk and
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| We’ll never be wishing
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| We could of made a difference
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| The more that I catch up
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| Means the more that I fall behind
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| Im learning bad things they get worse
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| I keep it all bottled deep inside
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| I’m running out of headspace
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| I’m running out of lies to get me by
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| I’m running back to my place
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| Complacently alone, safe and out of sight
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| Darling put your hand in my hand
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| Close your eyes, breathe, and count to ten
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| Step off the ledge with may
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| Just metaphorically
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| When did you lose yourself
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| Come find your mind with me
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| Lets run the risk and
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| We’ll never be wishing
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| We could of made a difference
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| And all the signs so hard to find
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| Out of sight so far from mind
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| Step off the ledge with me
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| We can change everything
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| Suit the future best
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| Step off the ledge
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| Back in the old house remember you said that
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| I’d never get out further than Texas
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| I didn’t doubt
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| I knew I’d get there
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| And now you’re pleading «fly south for the winter»
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| Your running out of headspacee
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| Your running out of lies to get you by
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| Your running back to your place
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| Complacently alone, safe and out of sight
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| Your running out of headspace
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| Your running out of lies to get you by
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| Your running from a good change
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| No wonder why you’ll never be satisfied
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| Step off the ledge with me |