Last chance to escape this town
It's a 5:30 train that's southward bound
Grab my bags and head for the tracks
It's no second chances no turning back
All I need is some space to breathe
And a little bit of time to think of things
Call it cold what can I say
I still hope to see you again one day
Cold lips bring blue blood and I choke
Can't take a deep breath in your smoke
Burning all the words that we wrote
Another love song died in my throat
Pack my pipe up imma fill it with my sorrows
Take a real deep breath
And scale the depths of my own hollows
Questioning my sanity
I'm just trying to get a grip on reality
Hope my talents can see me to brighter days
And if not I'm going out like
Kurt Cobain
Jackson Pollock
All over the walls
Never mind the bollocks
Going out with applause.
Cold lips bring blue blood and I choke
Can't take a deep breath in your smoke
Burning all the words that we wrote
Another love song fades
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