Letras:
Sick Of It All On The Brink

When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to happen When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to do Another day, another night that seems

When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to happen When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to do Another day, another night that seems

I might be going crazy Just wanna leave it all behind Been on the brink for many years, I'm thinking Feels like I'm running out of time I"m getting sick

on the thing until I'm lying on the thing hooked to wires and things I'm a die as a king If I don't do it now I'm a try it again and when I do accomplish

Your happiness go away, well I can It's all in your head It's in your head Sad but it's true It's inside you Keep wallowing in your misery It's all in

owned by swine overfed & put to sleep and while the media elite decrees what to think i am wide awake on the edge and on the brink so when Atlas Shrugs

day Face it, you're fucked, you don't know when to stop But your stop, it awaits the point in time that you step off You are standing on the edge of all

on the brink, so Tell me what you want to hear Something that were like those years Sick of all the insincere So I?m gonna give all my secrets away

lyin on the thing hooked to wires n things imma die as a king, if i dont do it now imma try it again and when i do accomplish it ima try it again ima