When we're on the brink

We'd kill for something to happen

When we're on the brink

We'd kill for something to do



Another day, another night that seems like an eternity

Another day, another night that someone might

Turn this boredom around

See the drugs, see the violence and the pure stupidity

The bad will, the malicious kind of thrill

Keeps the boredom down



Another victim, another crime

Misadventure, a tragic use of idle time

Another victim, another crime

The excitement of straying from the straight line