This was song written for our grunge side-project called ON THE EdGE. We would like to
Lyrics
on the edge /emanuel/
I cannot feel any thrill
next I sleep in stoned hush
I slip within embrace of wall
like a fish taken from sea
oh is it real
real me
I cannot feel any thrill
and it is sad when you try
hard understand my action
I cannot love anything
except my dog it's terrible
oh is it real
real me
I cannot feel any thrill
I' m pushed away and stoned
why you're killing me
maybe
I don't know
how high you wanna be
bad feelings near my door child
I feel again like a Madame Butterfly
it's enough I put out the light
and night smothers me to sleep
oh is it real
real me
I cannot feel any
thrill..............love anything
take this razor
cut weight of my mind
pluck web-eye of my sight