Lyrics:

When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to happen When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to do Another day, another night that seems like an eternity Another day, another night that someone might Turn this boredom around See the drugs, see the violence and the pure stupidity The bad will, the malicious kind of thrill Keeps the boredom down Another victim, another crime Misadventure, a tragic use of idle time Another victim, another crime The excitement of straying from the straight line