On The Brink Lyrics - Sick Of It All

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