I’ve heard people say, that when you’re fading away,
You kind of drift through the day, nobody even knows you’re there.
One minute born, the next minute you die,
Not even time to cry, but you know that I don’t even care,

Cause when you have gone over the edge, no longer can you even feel the pain,
And when I take the time to wonder why, it only drives me more insane.

Take all your blues, and drop them over my head,
As I just sit in my bed, and wonder if life goes on.
Lightning strikes once, and then lightning strikes twice,
As gods roll the dice, for life is far too long.

And when you have gone over the edge, no longer can you even feel the pain,
And when I take the time to wonder why, it only drives me more insane.

Should I draw a breath, or should I hold ‘til my death?
You know that I am still deaf, to the noises all around.
Spend a life on the streets, or a warm leather seat,
When our friend comes to meet, you still end up in the ground.

And when you have gone over the edge, no longer can you even feel the pain,
And when I take the time to wonder why, it only drives me more insane.