Testi:
Brink Of Something Beautiful

We've got a long way before we work this out. So hold your breath. You cut us short and now we'll never know what it should have been. I hope this pleases

And so here I stand, face to face with you once more. But you just stare, cold-faced and blank as I try, like some strange osmosis to get my mind into

. People love to watch you fall. Stand and receive what's been made for you. When this love affair with power grows stale, like a disenchanted lover. London calling Paris, something

is much more than I bargained for. And I guess it serves right. I guess all that's beautiful must die. And it's in death I hope you find something within

Looking out, troubled by what I see. Nothing can describe my sheer disapproval. Rising tall like great men do. It's a deed lost with no epic fall. It

You make me sick. Whoever thought to let you in my life. All you gave, I give back in a blaze, in a glory, or lack thereof. It's laid to waste. I've

Falling to the power of lies. I could see, I could tell, I could feel my demise. So much closer to me now more than ever. It's when writing these songs

People love to watch you fall. Stand and receive what's been made for you. When this love affair with power grows stale, like a disenchanted lover. London calling Paris, something

Looking out, troubled by what I see. Nothing can describe my sheer disapproval. Rising tall like great men do. It's a deed lost with no epic fall. It'