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At the Edge
Fools never learn from their mistakes
 They keep failing to lessen misery
 Of how they’ve suffered heartbreak
 They keep falling into mimicry
 I’ve been there before, I’ve seen it all
 Learning to pace myself so I don’t fall
 Those people in cliques are the ordinaries
 My mind is my final sanctuary 
 
 At the Edge of my world
 Is the heart of my civilization.
 I clear my head of these 
 Beautifully painful sensations.
 At the Edge where no one touches my heart
 I’m never going back to the start 
 Because that’s where all the troubles brew
 Whenever I start to think of you.
 
 No matter what the others tell you
 I ask you not to believe
 This twisted thing we tend to call
 Society and its inconsistencies
 Love is my commitment
 I’m happy as long as you are living
 I don’t care how the world thinks
 Nor who the guy is you are seeing
 
 Being the center of the world’s eye’s a burden
 A disguised form of captivity
 No matter what you do you never escape
 And you fall into calamity
 I’ve had enough of pain and rue 
 I work my way to solitude
 The Edge I live on makes me realize
 There’s no success with attitude
 
 At the Edge of my world
 Is the heart of my civilization.
 I clear my head of these 
 Beautifully painful sensations.
 At the Edge where no one touches my heart
 I’m never going back to the start 
 Because that’s where all the troubles brew
 Whenever I start to think of you.

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