Standing on the Edge of the Noise

Hold on tight, going out the station Rolling 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 listening 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, yeah So many people, so little time So many reasons, So little rhyme So let me look at you, some say I'll sick Don't fine 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, yeah Hold on tight, going out the station Rolling 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, yeah, oh, yeah Standing on the edge of the noise Standing on the edge of the noise Standing on the edge of the noise Standing on the edge of the noise