To the brink

Life's wild be on point to stay on top Leeches suck you dry to the last drop Lost count of all the bridges that we burned But we come sincere and leave no stone unturned Brinkmanship ain't nothing but...

Do you fancy a drink I know a place called the Brink Do you wanna go there I can buzz off your smile And there may be people you know there They've got no rule of thumb So on the counter I strum With...