[Intro – Spoken] Two sides. One heart. One fight. One spark. I walk the line between my shadows and my fire. This is the dual edge. And I’m done walking tired. [Verse 1] I’ve been running from the part of me that cuts deep when the truth hits artery. Pressure builds in the dark of me, fists up but my thoughts swing hard at me. Every scar is a word I could never say, so it burned in the bone when I walked away. Voice low but the weight never fades away— that’s the cost that I pay just to face the day. I’m the wolf in the cold with a frozen roar, the fight in the soul they ignore at the core. You want peace? I’ve been clawing for more— split down the middle since I hit the floor. [Pre-Chorus – Spoken/Melodic] Two sides pull tight in my chest— one wants war, one wants rest. [Hook – Hybrid] I’m walking on a dual edge, one step from the fire, one breath from the ledge. I rise when the shadows press. Yeah, I break but I bend, I cut but I mend. Two sides in a single heart— pulling me closer, pulling apart. But I stand where the lines intersect— living life on the dual edge. [Verse 2] I’m the calm in the storm, I’m the steady flame, I’m the part of me whispering “you’ll rise again.” Yeah, I’ve carried every ending like it carved my name, but I fight back stronger when I feel the pain. I’m the reason I survived every war— every cut, every bruise, every slammed-shut door. I’m the echo that says, “you’re worth fighting for,” I’m the side that remembers what you’re living for. I’m done staying quiet when my chest feels tight, done dimming my fire just to make things right. I’m the voice telling shadows they don’t own my night— I’m the dawn pulling armor from the edge of light. [Pre-Chorus – Spoken/Melodic] Two sides pull tight in my chest— one wants peace, one wants rest… But both want my best. [Hook – Hybrid] I’m walking on a dual edge, one step from the fire, one breath from the ledge. I rise when the shadows press. Yeah, I break but I bend, I cut but I mend. Two sides in a single heart— pulling me closer, pulling apart. But I stand where the lines intersect— living truth on the dual edge. [Outro – Spoken] Two sides. One path. One edge. I last.
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