Grappling through pain and pleasure
I don't know
Do you now that the anticipation is over
It's never worth it's weight in gold
When the fire comes
It never seems practical to become what you wanted
To watch others move
I don't want to
I don't like to be over the top
Over the edge
Hanging on by a hair
By the skin on my back
Again I will never go back
Again I will never go back again