"Impress me."
"Fine!"

Walk on the smooth handrail
Like a circus performer
And you'll win their friendship
And an extra ten dollars.
Don't look down, child.
Don't look down.

So simple,
Yet so dangerous.
Did you not think twice?
Were you that brave?
Or rather, were you stupid?

Be the puppet,
Let the winds guide you!
They won't look back
As you lose the game,
As you fall from the height
Of your own human curiosity.

"You'll fall."
"I'll be fine."
"I'll laugh."
"So will I."
"You're a fool."
"I'll still try!"

Back and forth,
You argue your own fate
With a stranger
You met this morning.

"Be careful!"
"I'll be fine."
"Really be careful!"
"I'LL BE FINE!"

That's when you lost your confidence,
Looked down,
And lost it all.
Tumbling "circus performer",
Why did you risk your life?

You gambled with Death
And you lost.
You really lost.

Tumble, twist, time stands still.
You want to laugh.
How silly!
You seem to have lost your footing.

Screaming, crying, running.
Why are they afraid?
You can't feel your body,
But the feeling will pass.
Won't it?
Will it pass?
You'll be fine.
You think you'll be fine.

The room grows darker.
How strange!
It was noon five minutes ago!
Why is it so dark?
Why can't you feel your own body?
Slipping into a never-ending coma
Never sounded so easy.
So, so easy.
...

If it was easy, why did you fall?
"Be careful," they warned.
"I'll be fine."