The Verge

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[Verse]
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I was backed against the traps of my teenage plan
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I was stumbling over gaps and feeling beat up again
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I was staring down the corpse of a lifelong dream
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But I was willing it to get back on its feet again

[Verse]
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I was walking through my life and feeling sick, that’s when
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I would find myself repeating my old stories to friends
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Always searching for a notion that resembled a hope
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That I was standing on the verge of something good, I don’t know

On the verge of something

[Chorus]
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Ohhhh
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Oh oh ohoh oh

[Bridge]
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From the traps of my teenage plan
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I was wearing out my feet again
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Working nights for some old businessman
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Who couldn’t give a second shit about me (I was grasping at a hope)

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I’d take a hope and a borrowed sedan (I couldn’t take it any more)
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And I’d ride out to the state that’s when (Spending hours on the phone with the pharmacy)
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I’d be pulling up to some suburban pharmacy
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And I’d be begging them to tell me something

[Verse]
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I was closing out the bar every night and then
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I was waking up each morning around 6am
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I was driving to the doctor and then back again
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You know, they never seemed to have any good news to me then

[Verse]
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I was walking through my life and feeling sick that’s when
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I started plotting out a course to getting free again
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While making pennies for some psychopath businessman
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I started thinking that I might be on the verge of something

On the verge of something

[Chorus]
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Ohh ohoh ohhh
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Ohh ohoh ohhh
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Oh oh ohoh oh
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Oh ohoh ohhh