So don't come here tomorrow
Rise and turn off
I'm standing on the edge
And thinking about it
Don't take the pill, no manners of an ill
I'll stop
Caught and sometimes
I'm standing on the edge
And thinking about it
Don't take the pill, no manners of an ill
I'll stop
I'm calling from my bed
I'm thinking about it
Too, too much
I'm coming in
I'll break out
I'm gonna enter somehow