Besedila: Armored Saint. Delirious Nomad. Over The Edge.

There's an open door callin' to me
I just can't ignore
Wakin' up, I realize
Bars of steel to keep me inside

Justice has done me wrong
Guilty for crime will age me so long
Understand that it's more than too late
Where's the lucky dog, who used me for the bait?

I'm falling over the edge

Yeah, I guess he was pretty smart
Left me in the street with my gun in the dark
Murder, well, I tried to prevent
Instead up the river is how my time is spent

I think, I'm over the edge
I've been doin' time
Tired of doin' time
Over the edge

I can't take more of this cell
So don't be alarmed
When you hear this prisoner yell

Far away, far away
Never too far away from the truth

But where's the fairness? What's a harmless man to do?
But see it through, though I'm trapped in this death bringing doom
Words of hope, there ain't no place for this forgotten face
I take my chances

Now I know I'm over the edge
Over the edge
Get me out, get me out
Over the edge
I'm tired, over the edge