Testo di Pushing, pulling me

I feel the winds of change, more than Meets the eye. I got fire on this face, oh Lord, no can do Here we are, again, myriads of temptation And then, now the beast, let us fight, senses Dull I do this every night. Pot of gold. If I Fall, then you'd come again to take my all, So I say, baby no way Pushing, pulling me, take me to the Edge insanity, now this beast, will I fight, Can't tell right from wrong from black from White, pot of gold, if I fall, so you come Again to take my all, so I say, baby, no way