Last Train Ride
Tell similar story, say similar sorries
Shed colorless tears of crocodile sorrow
I'll take that last picture, that mixture of feelings
Uncertainty solid, approximate random
Believing is simple by living with whimple
Enkindling faith in the kingdom of wrinkles
It's temper of cripples, my temple is middle
Ordered by giggle, it's borderline symbol
Polyrythm
Of these wheels
Shows that schism
Breeds the will
There's only ashes following behind
They cloak my footsteps, my signs nowhere to be found
No place to hide, no walls around
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
I'll never be the one swallowing my pride
Alone at shore i'm facing all the tides
No walls around, no place to hide
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
Keep polishing layers for policy letters
Let policy-makers appoint you for latter
Just follow the pattern to make yourself better
Then what is the point and what is the matter?
Adjusting the sceptre, i'm just a mere spectre
Not felt by receptors, not seen by prosector
So relax your sphincter, this will no affect her
No rest for the victor, it goes to defector
There's only ashes following behind
They cloak my footsteps, my signs nowhere to be found
No place to hide, no walls around
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
I'll never be the one swallowing my pride
Alone at shore i'm facing all the tides
No walls around, no place to hide
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
Hopeless try, silent cry
I'm bying ticket for my last train ride
Let them see my last goodbye
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
Shed colorless tears of crocodile sorrow
I'll take that last picture, that mixture of feelings
Uncertainty solid, approximate random
Believing is simple by living with whimple
Enkindling faith in the kingdom of wrinkles
It's temper of cripples, my temple is middle
Ordered by giggle, it's borderline symbol
Polyrythm
Of these wheels
Shows that schism
Breeds the will
There's only ashes following behind
They cloak my footsteps, my signs nowhere to be found
No place to hide, no walls around
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
I'll never be the one swallowing my pride
Alone at shore i'm facing all the tides
No walls around, no place to hide
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
Keep polishing layers for policy letters
Let policy-makers appoint you for latter
Just follow the pattern to make yourself better
Then what is the point and what is the matter?
Adjusting the sceptre, i'm just a mere spectre
Not felt by receptors, not seen by prosector
So relax your sphincter, this will no affect her
No rest for the victor, it goes to defector
There's only ashes following behind
They cloak my footsteps, my signs nowhere to be found
No place to hide, no walls around
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
I'll never be the one swallowing my pride
Alone at shore i'm facing all the tides
No walls around, no place to hide
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
Hopeless try, silent cry
I'm bying ticket for my last train ride
Let them see my last goodbye
I'm buying ticket for my last train ride
Credits
Writer(s): Oleksii Bulavko
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