Edge

from Skull Crusher by Aggressor [Official Band]

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lyrics

That which does not kill us makes us wonder,
why did we stop so short
That which does not feed us makes us hunger;
we just eat for the sport
Those that do not need us keep on falling,
but they can’t teleport
Those that feel the blood and the power,
they are the last resort

Hanging on the edge of a cliff;
a weak grip and a prayer
Lightening strikes and thunder rolls,
and no body cares

You’re sitting low in the food chain in pain;
you’ll be a meal no doubt
You’re living life insane in the fast lane;
you’re burning yourself out
You drown yourself in sewage and sorrow;
in garbage you wallow
I wanna crush your skull out of pity,
give you the easy way out

Hanging on the edge of a cliff;
a weak grip and a prayer
Lightening strikes and thunder rolls,
and no body cares

Hanging on the edge of a cliff;
a weak grip and a prayer
Lightening strikes and thunder rolls,
and no body cares

That which does not kill you makes me wonder,
why did you stop so short
And when they refuse you, you will hunger,
because you are the sport
You stab the needle in and it brings you closer,
existence distorts
Those that feel the poison and power,
they are the ones that run short

Hanging on the edge of a cliff;
a weak grip and a prayer
Lightening strikes and thunder rolls,
and no body cares

Hanging on the edge of a cliff;
a weak grip and a prayer
Lightening strikes and thunder rolls,
and no body cares