Letra de On Edge

This life winds me up too much I am taut as a wire And the pressure's building up I am up to the neck I am cut to the quick I Am stuffed to the gills I am sicker than sick You think you know me But you don't know me You get a version You cast aspersions My back is up But you'd never know I hide it well It doesn't show This life winds me up too much I am taut as a wire And the pressure's building up I'm a pot on the boil I'm a trap on the spring I am pushed to the brink I could pull out the pin