On the Edge
Raise a glass
And toast
And cheers
And smoke
Raise a glass
Toast
Cheers
Smoke
Life goes
On and on and on
On
On and on and on
Even when we
Find where we belong
Even when we
Try to be but don't
Honesty is woke
I'm on the edge of world
I can't tell you I'm wrong
And I don't wanna be right
Baby come here let's go
What the f#@k is this life
What's the need to go slow
We ain't get to live twice
I'm the farthest from home
But something bout this feels nice
Night lights
Night time
Street signs
Everything just passing by-i-i
Kinda feel like getting high-i-i
You ever feel the world turn upsi-i-ide
This my hardest goodbye
In the palm of my hands
I still have one last chance
Don't you try and ruin plans
Do this over again
Let's do this over again
Raise a glass
Toast
Cheers
Smoke
Life goes
On and on and on
On
On and on and on
Even when we
Find where we belong
Even when we
Try to be but don't
Honesty is woke
I'm on the edge of world
I can't tell you I'm wrong
And I don't wanna be right
Baby come here let's go
What the fuck is this life
What's the need to go slow
We ain't get to live twice
I'm the farthest from home
But something bout this feels nice
And toast
And cheers
And smoke
Raise a glass
Toast
Cheers
Smoke
Life goes
On and on and on
On
On and on and on
Even when we
Find where we belong
Even when we
Try to be but don't
Honesty is woke
I'm on the edge of world
I can't tell you I'm wrong
And I don't wanna be right
Baby come here let's go
What the f#@k is this life
What's the need to go slow
We ain't get to live twice
I'm the farthest from home
But something bout this feels nice
Night lights
Night time
Street signs
Everything just passing by-i-i
Kinda feel like getting high-i-i
You ever feel the world turn upsi-i-ide
This my hardest goodbye
In the palm of my hands
I still have one last chance
Don't you try and ruin plans
Do this over again
Let's do this over again
Raise a glass
Toast
Cheers
Smoke
Life goes
On and on and on
On
On and on and on
Even when we
Find where we belong
Even when we
Try to be but don't
Honesty is woke
I'm on the edge of world
I can't tell you I'm wrong
And I don't wanna be right
Baby come here let's go
What the fuck is this life
What's the need to go slow
We ain't get to live twice
I'm the farthest from home
But something bout this feels nice
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Slattery
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