March / Jump: March, march, march beside me and don't fear the fall that lies before 'cause you'll be the first to go over the ledge I'm sick of being one of your many pawns Just another effigy for you to spit on I'm sick of you acting like I owe you one, one more day of 'just fucking fun' But I guess it serves me right this time Your actions were just the mirror image of mine (Get ready) Go march, march, march off one by one Slowly, rhythmic, like the beat of the wardrums I can't wait for you to hit the floor beneath To me, your screams sound so bitter-sweet (to jump) I'm sick of you wanting to claw your way back in Just so you can claim yet another win I'm sick of you acting like it's still all the same Wanting to use me still, as a figurine in your twisted game But I guess it all serves me right again 'cause I just can't seem to set a final end (Get ready) Go march, march, march off one by one Slowly, rhythmic, like the beat of the wardrums I can't wait for you to hit the floor beneath To me, your screams sound so bitter-sweet (to fall) March, march, march towards the ledge If you're not willing to, I'll gladly carry you off, over the edge 'cause in the end I'd still rather fall together than be split and never to hold you close to me...forever. Hope someone likes it...I just wrote this right here in the lpa...this one seriously hurts...