Zloy Rock - Don't Slip

Pressure drilling through my veins.
Every breath a step too far, falling down beneath the dark.
Night keeps riding on the roofs, I'm so tired of this truth.
Hear me, hear me.
On the edge, life flashes before my eyes.
On the edge, you better hide.
On the edge, death is standing by my side.
On the edge, don't lose your mind.
On the edge, on the edge, don't lose your mind.
Fear keeps dragging me behind, to the place I left inside.
Something breaks beneath my skin, like I never could begin.