Lyrics:

As i stepped to the edge
beyond the shadow of a doubt
with my conscience beating
like the pulse of a drum
that hammers on and on
untill i reach the break of day
As the sun beats down on
the halfway house
has my conscience beating
the sound in my ear
the will to perservere
as i reach the break of day

When you lost all hope and excuses
and the cheapskates & the losers
Nothings left to cling onto
you got to hold on to yourself

A cry of hope
A plea for peace
and my conscience beating
It's not what i want for
its all that i need
to reach the break of day
so i run to the edge
beyond the shadow of a doubt
with my conscience bleeding
here lies the truth
the lost treasures of my youth
as i hold on to the break of day

When you lost all hope and excuses
and the cheapskates & the losers
Nothings left to cling onto
you got to hold on to yourself

When you lost all hope and excuses
and the cheapskates & the losers
Nothings left to cling onto
you got to hold on to yourself