They say you only live once. Iâll push the limit tillâ its over
the edge, its pushing me over the edge. So I live with this urgency every
day that some wont experience till they reach their graves. Day to day
Iâm just a passer by where the next breath I take is a thrill its not
a gift so beg for more. So beg for more. Where the next breath is a thrill
so beg for more. So beg for more. In the end Iâll have no regrets. I
know Iâm falling, I know Iâm falling. And Iâm sure Iâll
wake up before I hit the ground. Weâll watch this all fall down. This
fire feels like home, my skins the hardest youâve ever seen before. My
eyes wont budge and my senses just beg for more. This fire feels like home.
My senses beg for more.