My life is on edge - no way around This modern love is pushing me down There are so many things I like to see I lost myself entirely There is always something I believe That I could do that I achieve When I just try as hard as I can I don’t want to follow any further I don’t want to try that much again Why do I always tell myself it’s better To bury the pain And to keep on going again She’s been waiting for me like crazy But I am always wasting time And instead of being there for dinner I’m stuck in trying to become better And in the end there is nothing left at all Where is the urge coming from? Why is it always pushing me? Is there a chance to escape from it all? Or is it something I’m supposed to be? I don’t want to follow any further I don’t want to try that much again Why do I always tell myself it’s better To bury the pain And to keep on going again