It doesn't take much to push me over the edge
I live there every day and tend to ignore the safety rails
I'm the kind of girl who crosses streets blindly
I'm the kind of girl who's dangerous to be around
Don't get too close, you'll get caught in my web
Entranced by my charming smile, you'll never even notice
as the ropes of my web wind their way around your chest
slowly suffocating, losing consciousness, slipping away
I'm swallowed up in the jaws of nostalgia
pushing back the regrets and embracing the change
making the promises and accepting the past
its time to follow through at long last
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