Not holding out
For glory
But I'm standing
On the edge
In these high heels
With blood on my hands
I stand on the ledge
Underneath the sand
So let the steam rise
Escape from my view
I'm hanging on the edge
Of this moment to
And let the water
Pinch my skin
Let it tickle us
End to End
For glory
But I'm standing
On the edge
In these high heels
With blood on my hands
I stand on the ledge
Underneath the sand
So let the steam rise
Escape from my view
I'm hanging on the edge
Of this moment to
And let the water
Pinch my skin
Let it tickle us
End to End

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