The tread of my tires is wearin' low

The thread of my life I'm tryin' to sew with

Is sharp and thin like a razor's edge

I feel I'm walking on a high ledge



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(But then I) feel I'm falling down now

(And I) amplify the sound now

I'm lost and never found now

In my own last chance



I'm not tryin' hard enough to win

Sometimes I feel O.K., but then

My mind untamed packs me into a trance,

And then there's no escape from failing my last chance



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It's strange what this feeling makes me do

My desperation makes me play the fool (to

You) I'm unnamed, I'm a face in the crowd

My indignation makes me want to scream out loud



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