On the Edge

I know that you think that you know
What I'm feeling
I think that you know deep down
That's wishful thinking

You say you need my forgiveness
But I hang on like a stain
Since I have tasted the salt
Of perfect pain

On the edge of a downslide
I'm hanging by a thread
On the edge of a downslide
I'm hanging by a thread on a thing called pride

I know that you think I don't know
What I'm doing
I know that we need to feel more
Than what we're willing

I felt the relief
Of having belonged
Now, am I consumed by the ecstasy
Of being wronged?

On the edge of a downslide
I'm hanging by a thread
On the edge of a downslide
I'm hanging by a thread on a thing called pride

I felt the relief
Of having belonged
Now, am I consumed by the ecstasy
Of being wronged?

On the edge of a downslide
I'm hanging by a thread
On the edge of a downslide
I'm hanging by a thread on a thing called pride



Credits
Writer(s): Gallant Davy, Campagne Suzanne Cecile
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