Wait For the Train
You can't go back the way you came
Can't go back the way
Can't repair the things you break
No matter what they say
Can't fight fire with a flame
Can't fight fire with a flame
In a world that hesitates
Still we lay and wait for the train
Still we lay and wait for the train
Freedom fighters breaking rank
But not breaking news
The big fish in the tank
Get all the food
There's not a thing that we can do
Not a thing that we can do
When they control our point of view
Still we lay and wait for the train
Still we lay and wait for the train
Instrumental
I'm stuck to my ways like a punk
Did I leave the keys in my trunk
Is what
Everybody thinks when they're drunk
Judging by the temperature
I outta
Question
Every method
That's been left in
All the best men
Who be livin' in the west end
Wonder just how they infested
All the rest of us
May the best of us
Rest in peace
I'll spend about minute, and a half
While I'm waiting for the train to pass
So fastly
Lastly, I'll keep sitting on my grass
I'm glued by the seam in my ass
You ask me
Whether I'm good one
A bored one
I found one
Wait another minute I might see another war come
When I'm feeling bored
Wonder what'll make me normal
A wormhole
Like a portal
And still I wait
It's just one nail to make a dent
One cut to bleed
But there's more dollars than sense
In the world I see
We gotta make ends meet
Gotta make ends meet
Got to let example speak
Still we lay and wait for the train
Still we lay and wait for the train
Can't go back the way
Can't repair the things you break
No matter what they say
Can't fight fire with a flame
Can't fight fire with a flame
In a world that hesitates
Still we lay and wait for the train
Still we lay and wait for the train
Freedom fighters breaking rank
But not breaking news
The big fish in the tank
Get all the food
There's not a thing that we can do
Not a thing that we can do
When they control our point of view
Still we lay and wait for the train
Still we lay and wait for the train
Instrumental
I'm stuck to my ways like a punk
Did I leave the keys in my trunk
Is what
Everybody thinks when they're drunk
Judging by the temperature
I outta
Question
Every method
That's been left in
All the best men
Who be livin' in the west end
Wonder just how they infested
All the rest of us
May the best of us
Rest in peace
I'll spend about minute, and a half
While I'm waiting for the train to pass
So fastly
Lastly, I'll keep sitting on my grass
I'm glued by the seam in my ass
You ask me
Whether I'm good one
A bored one
I found one
Wait another minute I might see another war come
When I'm feeling bored
Wonder what'll make me normal
A wormhole
Like a portal
And still I wait
It's just one nail to make a dent
One cut to bleed
But there's more dollars than sense
In the world I see
We gotta make ends meet
Gotta make ends meet
Got to let example speak
Still we lay and wait for the train
Still we lay and wait for the train
Credits
Writer(s): Joe Robinson, Billy Anderson
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