On the Edge
Let me ride that fence one time
At the show in the back doing lines
Guess a fifth didn't work gotta put it in the dirt so we had to get two this time
Drink till it all goes dry yeah everybody handing me the shine
Over and over again the same old song same ol shit becoming a part of me
This ain't what I wanted this ain't what it's gotta be
This empty inside of me this feeling is poverty
And I'm on the edge now six feet from falling down
I done dug my grave like three or four times I gotta talk it out
Listen to the good or the bad voices inside of me mad
Wanting and wishing I had still missing my dad BAD
And I'm on the edge now with my knees down on the ground
You looking for me you looking for me I'm in the lost a n d found
I ain't living how I wanna but I came so far
Many times I fell victim to the same old scars
Maybe I could change but it seems so hard
Got me down on my knees oh Lord
I'm just living on the edge
I'm just inches till I'm falling ain't no reason why I keep on sta l ling
Tired of living on the edge
I'll try to fix it in the morning
Guess I like the way the whiskey keeps pouring
I'm just living on the edge
I'm gonna get it right one day
I gotta take a flight one day
To a place where there ain't no drama
Rap game like a baby mama
And it pisses me off sometimes when I put my name on the line
They don't appreciate shit if the the shoe gone fit
Then I guess you better hold it down
Ten toes got ten flows but I'm over here writing songs
Every song they make is me me me
And that shit won't last too long
I'm so real I'm so trill got plenty dollar bills
Quit lying why don't you spill the beans the way that you really live
But that's none of my business
I can hear y'all whispering
On a s o ng just sni ckering
Y'all some humble bitches
Yeah s tay down my ass
None that shit gonna last
Yall go and get that cash
Then kiss my country ass
I ain't living how I wanna but I came so far
Many times I fell victim to the same old scars
Maybe I could change but it seems so hard
Got me down on my knees oh Lord
I'm just living on the edge
I'm just inches till I'm falling ain't no reason why I keep on sta l ling
Tired of living on the edge
I'll try to fix it in the morning
Guess I like the way the whiskey keeps pouring
I'm just living on the edge
Why do you keep on making the same old mistakes dude
Same old shit
You know what's making you act like that
What's holding you down
Man, sometimes we gotta shake what's holding us back
We gotta shine out here man
All the ugliness it don't let us shine no
At the show in the back doing lines
Guess a fifth didn't work gotta put it in the dirt so we had to get two this time
Drink till it all goes dry yeah everybody handing me the shine
Over and over again the same old song same ol shit becoming a part of me
This ain't what I wanted this ain't what it's gotta be
This empty inside of me this feeling is poverty
And I'm on the edge now six feet from falling down
I done dug my grave like three or four times I gotta talk it out
Listen to the good or the bad voices inside of me mad
Wanting and wishing I had still missing my dad BAD
And I'm on the edge now with my knees down on the ground
You looking for me you looking for me I'm in the lost a n d found
I ain't living how I wanna but I came so far
Many times I fell victim to the same old scars
Maybe I could change but it seems so hard
Got me down on my knees oh Lord
I'm just living on the edge
I'm just inches till I'm falling ain't no reason why I keep on sta l ling
Tired of living on the edge
I'll try to fix it in the morning
Guess I like the way the whiskey keeps pouring
I'm just living on the edge
I'm gonna get it right one day
I gotta take a flight one day
To a place where there ain't no drama
Rap game like a baby mama
And it pisses me off sometimes when I put my name on the line
They don't appreciate shit if the the shoe gone fit
Then I guess you better hold it down
Ten toes got ten flows but I'm over here writing songs
Every song they make is me me me
And that shit won't last too long
I'm so real I'm so trill got plenty dollar bills
Quit lying why don't you spill the beans the way that you really live
But that's none of my business
I can hear y'all whispering
On a s o ng just sni ckering
Y'all some humble bitches
Yeah s tay down my ass
None that shit gonna last
Yall go and get that cash
Then kiss my country ass
I ain't living how I wanna but I came so far
Many times I fell victim to the same old scars
Maybe I could change but it seems so hard
Got me down on my knees oh Lord
I'm just living on the edge
I'm just inches till I'm falling ain't no reason why I keep on sta l ling
Tired of living on the edge
I'll try to fix it in the morning
Guess I like the way the whiskey keeps pouring
I'm just living on the edge
Why do you keep on making the same old mistakes dude
Same old shit
You know what's making you act like that
What's holding you down
Man, sometimes we gotta shake what's holding us back
We gotta shine out here man
All the ugliness it don't let us shine no
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Writer(s): Keith Powell
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