I, I've suffered long enough in this ghost town I saw the walls, called their bluff and tore them down
When I think of all the time I've wasted All the bitter pills I've tasted I have to hang my head and frown I, I've suffered long enough in this ghost town
Soon came a day under skies that were grey When I knew I couldn't stay in this ghost town full of clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with kine and swine and nothing that was mine, and this town's decline with my hatred interwined, so I gather all I find and I bolted it to me, fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I'm lit!
I made my own machine Yes, we're building steam I hate the same routine.
I made my own machine Yes, we're building steam I hate the same routine.
I, I never looked back - I want to never return If i could find a fuse, those bridges would burn
But I keep this horse at a run Keep my hand to my gun My path the vampires have learned. So I, I can never look back ; I can never return.
Soon came a day under skies that were grey When I knew I couldn't stay in this ghost town full of clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with kine and swine and nothing that was mine, and this town's decline with my hatred interwined, so I gather all I find and I bolted it to me, fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I'm lit!
I made my own machine Yes, we're building steam I hate the same routine.