On The Edge

(альбом: Once Bitten... - 1987)

I been hanging my life on a frayed tight wire
I been walking thin ice with my heels on fire
I keep racing my heart so the beat won't miss me
I'm still wanting a night when the stars will kiss me

I got too much time
I don't know who's alive
I'm never satisfied

Living on the edge, the edge of time
Waiting for a perfect crime
On the edge, the edge of time
Living

Everyone I see has got the cool cold shoulder
Just hanging around getting slow and older
Like a little girl sucking chemical cola
She's strung out on lies that the TV sold her

I got too much time
I don't know who's alive
I'm never satisfied

Living on the edge, the edge of time
Waiting for a perfect crime
On the edge, the edge of time
Living on the edge, the edge of time
Waiting for a perfect crime
On the edge, the edge of time
Living on the edge

I got too much time
I don't know who's alive
I'm never satisfied

Living on the edge, the edge of time
Waiting for a perfect crime
On the edge, the edge of time
Living on the edge, the edge of time
Waiting for a perfect crime
On the edge, the edge of time
Living on the edge