The Light of an Oncoming Train
I don't want to be around to find out
Whether not we make it out
Tried and true methods folding under heavy doubt
Pick apart the systems, forge a new religion
Use me an altar, tell me I'm forgiven
It's a tough life, walking 'round in clean whites
But it's so weird 'cause the colours aren't so bright
Skies used to be a pink and purple now they're dull and curdled
Fucking running in circles
It's a mind game, funny how time sways
Feeling so young but I see the lines on my face
Think I'm counting down to the end but it feels like I haven't contributed
The colonel didn't get it right til '39
And then he still fucked up 'cause the animals died
I know I'm so outspoken but I know I'm right
'Cause I can talk to birds and they say get out of sight
Funny how time sways
Funny how time sways
I have developed an intolerance to the feeling of relief
Predatory scorecards designed to rescind true notions of what's worthy
Before the panic-inducing thoughts
Swell forth like currents in which I'm caught
I remind myself it's not forever, but who am I convincing?
Funny how time sways
Caught in my emerald state
Caught in my emerald state
Caught in my emerald state
Caught in my emerald state
I am a conduit of chaos
Disorganised but not for long
It's fight or flight which doesn't work for me
'Cause I can't punch for shit and my wings are heavy
My wings are heavy
I am a conduit of chaos
Disorganised but not for long
It's fight or flight which doesn't work for me
'Cause I can't punch for shit and my wings are so heavy
Whether not we make it out
Tried and true methods folding under heavy doubt
Pick apart the systems, forge a new religion
Use me an altar, tell me I'm forgiven
It's a tough life, walking 'round in clean whites
But it's so weird 'cause the colours aren't so bright
Skies used to be a pink and purple now they're dull and curdled
Fucking running in circles
It's a mind game, funny how time sways
Feeling so young but I see the lines on my face
Think I'm counting down to the end but it feels like I haven't contributed
The colonel didn't get it right til '39
And then he still fucked up 'cause the animals died
I know I'm so outspoken but I know I'm right
'Cause I can talk to birds and they say get out of sight
Funny how time sways
Funny how time sways
I have developed an intolerance to the feeling of relief
Predatory scorecards designed to rescind true notions of what's worthy
Before the panic-inducing thoughts
Swell forth like currents in which I'm caught
I remind myself it's not forever, but who am I convincing?
Funny how time sways
Caught in my emerald state
Caught in my emerald state
Caught in my emerald state
Caught in my emerald state
I am a conduit of chaos
Disorganised but not for long
It's fight or flight which doesn't work for me
'Cause I can't punch for shit and my wings are heavy
My wings are heavy
I am a conduit of chaos
Disorganised but not for long
It's fight or flight which doesn't work for me
'Cause I can't punch for shit and my wings are so heavy
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Writer(s): Josh Muncke
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