My life is on edge - no way around
This modern love is pushing me down
There are so many things I like to see
I lost myself entirely

There is always something I believe
That I could do that I achieve
When I just try as hard as I can

I don't want to follow any further
I don't want to try that much again
Why do I always tell myself it's better
To bury the pain
And to keep on going again

She's been waiting for me like crazy
But I am always wasting time
And instead of being there for dinner
I'm stuck in trying to become better
And in the end there is nothing left at all

Where is the urge coming from?
Why is it always pushing me?
Is there a chance to escape from it all?
Or is it something I'm supposed to be?

I don't want to follow any further
I don't want to try that much again
Why do I always tell myself it's better
To bury the pain
And to keep on going again