come from Down, down, down below The people of bliss I hear them cry in the night They say ooooh...ooooh...ooooh It feels so right I say (chorus) ------------------------------------------ World On Edge
more time, get your ass up for the doctor Come on now, here we go Cliff hanger, it's another club banger Got you hangin' on the edge of your seat Get on
One more time, get your ass up for the Doctor Come on now, here we go, cliff hanger, it's another club banger Got you hangin' on the edge of your seat, get on
up for the doctor Come on now, here we go Cliff hanger Its another club banger Got ya hangin on the edge of ya seat Get on down DR. DRE: Times up Game
on tomorrow We can't wait Bring on tomorrow We can't wait Bring on tomorrow It's not too late Bring on tomorrow We can't wait Bring on tomorrow
Without you , stood alone on the edge of time Out of sight,but forever mine, without you Sometime's there's no forgetting the night When you reach for
change. So say goodbye, my friend. To what we have today. When everyday is yesterday will i still know you? When these feelings are gone will we remember? The world
your hand on mine, one last time, and kiss me goodbye. Take the love inside my mind, before I die. Place your hand on mine, one last time, and kiss
mirror Place your hand on mine one last time and kiss me goodbye Take the love inside my mind before I die Place your hand on mine one last time and
to the edge of the world Running, running away We're running to the edge of the world But I don't know if the world will end today We're running to the edge
day Like I'm walking on a trampoline, I couldn't get much higher So if I ask you, would you stay 'Cause you remind me of a ballerina dancing on a wire
in my life I feel I'm runnin' outta time I've changed, rewritten, rearranged I'll try until I die I've kissed reality And the whole damn world goodbye
fucked with your sanity Say goodbye to your soul and say hello to your vanity Hollywood is your friend, and the Undead are your family We'll take you to the edge
the postman comes for toast and - With notes of the obsequies at 12 - With your teeth on edge at the faint sound of the swans charging at the trees that you built swings on
' on the edge, on the edge On the edge, on the edge Of the century We're livin' on the edge, on the edge On the edge, on the edge Of the century You
storm. Every night, I feel the angels cry. Come on babe. Can our love be revived? Bring it back and we gon' make it right. I'm on the edge just
Everywhere she looks She looks through the corner of her eye Everytime she left She never turned to say goodbye Swaying in the corner of the ballroom
