Letra da Música: To The Edge - Death Is Not Glamorous

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