Spoken Word Songtext
von Indistinct

Is this not a fatal endeavour
Weighting the options I have left

It′s not a total failure to have had one's share of hefty foothold


When even the steadiest of hands seems to lose it′s grip
Take a hold of what you can
When a spoken word swings it's blade
It's a mistake not to give in

Leaning to the edge, I′m afraid, afraid I′ll go over
Over to where it's all colder

So I let the fear prevail
Guide my way
I must be going insane to think that I′m falling tonight