Narrow Margins

I can't live this way Breaking all my rules again Choking on my gin You push 'til I give in 'Til the loser always wins Somehow with his beckoning Bruising with his threads Confusing what he says But I won't live that way Though I kind of want to anyway Kind of want to play With all the pretty and the pure Well, I return to the earth I return to the dust No more beauty by the pound And this I do not trust 'Cause nothing forgives Rules and narrow margins In our lives It's rules and narrow margins That I'ma slip by I can't find the time I don't know the future I couldn't bring that past back I waste what little time I have But I swear I almost touched it Yet it slipped between my fingers Sent shivers down my spine Cut a splinter in my mind But it wasn't nothing again There's rules and narrow margins But our life It's rules and narrow margins That I'ma slip by Rules and narrow margins Rules and narrow margins That I'ma slip by --- Narrow Margins - Half Moon Run