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Text: Harem Scarem. Over The Edge.

(Hess / Lesperance)
How can I believe in
What no one ever finds
Went down the road to eden
And crawled it every mile

I wanna find the reason
That I won't light the fire
And die here from the cold

I wanna know
Will I ever find that feeling
Or am I just dreaming
I'm over the edge
Through every high and low
Denying that I feel it
Pretending I could leave it
I'm over the edge

Getting harder every season
To turn water into wine
Colors fading each year
'till they're only black and white