Borderline

Don't you just feel the thrill

That's the only thing you'll feel

The thrill from the things you did

From all the things that you hid

The borderline of morality

The borderline of humility

And the borderline of humanity

Is much more fragile, you see

When you start to do atrocities

You lose your morality

Then your humility

And then your humanity

So when you lose them,

What do you become?

An empty shell who schemes

Or a monster with dreams

When you're on the borderline

It's so much easier to see

How fragile human lives can be

And the only real enemy is time

On the borderline, the only thing you see

Is Good and Bad, Despair and Acceptance

Life and Death, Giving Up and Perseverance

The only thing to do is choose who you want to be

Are you going to wallow in despair?

Or are you gonna accept that that's all you'll be?

Are you gonna be strong?

Or will you be a coward like me?

Being on the borderline

Is just like being at the edge of a cliff

It's very easy to choose

If you'll jump down or back up a bit