Hold on tight. Goin’ out the station. Rollin’ around in anticipation. Saying goodbyes to the ones we feel. And we’re dead. Your mother don’t know what your father’s missing. Your brother don’t know cause he ain’t been listenin’. Gotta design for killing time. And it’s dead. Get you you got me. I’m standing on the edge of the noise. Get me I got you. I’m standing on the edge of the noise. Oh oh yeah. So many people so little time. So many reasons so little rhyme. So let me look at you ???. Get you you got me. I’m standing on the edge of the noise. Get me I got you. I’m standing on the edge of the noise. Oh oh yeah. Hold on tight. Goin out the station. Rollin’ around in anticipation. Saying goodbyes to the ones we feel. And we’re dead. Get you you got me. I’m standing on the edge of the noise. Get me I got you. I’m standing on the edge of the noise. Oh oh yeah. Oh oh yeah. Standing on the edge of the noise (x5)