The second before jumping The final weight on the trigger It's the imp of the perverse The moment before leaving I was on my way All strings were gone I saw you there... didn't speak I saw you there So come on Flick it on, flick it off The inner switch The ill switch The k**switch Flick it on, flick it off The rush in red Pushing, deafening Don't try to reach what you can't grab Don't try to hold what you can't trap Just before leaving you A little before dying I heard somebody silently laugh Near the bed where I was lying So come on... Don't try to hold what you can't grab! [solo] So come on...