This Time Around

Walking a tightrope
Strapped between two vertical mountainsides
And they both guarantee salvation down the line
But have I got the strength to climb or walk on
This time?
Dancing out of fear
Just as if standing still would kill me
Instead of grasping at air
I’ll be working my way down
Or can I go around and change the paradigm
This time?
Waging war with every battle lost
Wages of sin, blinded by losses
You can’t take it out on me
Not this time
You can’t take it out on me
This time around