كلمات To The Edge

Pressure builds up day by day No end in sight, how much can it take? I´m sick and tired of our ways A dead end race from cradle to grave. No time for life, no time for fun Constant pressur, "don´t let us down" They keep on pushing to the edge We need to step back or we will fall Always number one, no place for second best This is what we´re thaught, reward yourself and fuck the rest We end up empty, alone and afraid, bitterly we face our darkest days And as our final hours fade we realize the mistakes we made. Nowhere to turn, no one understands Silence your will and be a man We need to slow it down, take our time Before we all close our minds Is this what we want from life? I feel like I´m losing all faith inside Trying to keep up with the pace But I´m hanging on by a thread. Always number one, no place for second best This is what we´re thaught, reward yourself and fuck the rest We end up empty, alone and afraid, bitterly we face our darkest days And as our final hours fade we realize the mistakes we made