Painfield - Sick Of It | Текст песни

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Last train leaving!
All aboard, take your pills!
For travel sickness.
reality kills you
Lead uphill, numb, gone! (read: let a pill numb)
Time, gonna kill some. leaving the platform
all my suits are torn
Cause they scream their needs
till my fucking ears bleed
Leaving me here to lose it!
Now slow down the music
Hey the tracks take me higher and far away
closer than I've ever been
Stained red with the guilt that I feel
Now wipe my windshield clean
Last train leaving!
Away from anxiety
to a place where everything goes my way
Here come the choo choo train
come take a trip away
a trip to numb the pain

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