The Ledge

The Ledge - Emily Jane White

Written by：Emily Jane White

In this body a brutal beating

There is something caged beneath

Let it down

Oh let it down

Let it down now

The rope

I can't

Even see

Well I made up

My mind

To take the ledge

Holding onto the wall

At masochisms edge

But I made up

My mind

In perfect

Time

You are

Sleeps

You fall

And

The

At all

In this body

There is a seeing

And it's etched upon

The wall

Make it out

Make it out

Make it out now

For it's barely there

At all

Oh

Across the wide

And bleeding and decay

And there you find

Morbidity lays

Well I made up

My mind

In perfect

Time

And

The

At all