Sometimes feel at the edge of reason. I get strung out, feel like I'm going nowhere. And then you wind me up just like you did before. Gotta thrill, gotta chill, gotta spill, so I can rise again.
living it up inside a cloud of isolation. with all the people tryin' to be somebody else. (cut apart) an extra generation. (cut apart) forget yourself.
Livin' it up inside a cloud of isolation. With all the people tryin' to be somebody else. Cut apart an extra generation. Cut apart forget yourself. . Stand up, stand up, stand up.