These lungs;
they fill with smoke,
Cursing the corpse.
My corpse.
Lying down along the side of the tracks,
The gaping mouths starring down,
As mine slowly leaks out blood.
The pain don't go,
it just takes over me.
The voices never leave,
they just take over me.
it's killing me.
So I scream, scream!
Jump in front of a train.
The whispers, they hush around my ears.
Swirling, twirling like more smoke into my lungs.
The train was going so fast, too fast.
Now my body is cold and blue,
Frosted about and ready for an open grave.
The pain don't go,
it just takes over me.
The voices never leave,
they just take over me.
it's killing me.
So I scream, scream!
Jump in front of a train.
Famous words that I wish could of left my cold lips.
Dry as they are; dry as my pierced heart.
The blood means nothing unless it's pouring.
This thing you call life seems so meaningless,
I'm feeling like a child, caught in a trap;
With all these voices telling me to kill myself.
Slit it up, slit it down they say.
It's the only way to make them stop.
The pain don't go,
it just takes over me.
The voices never leave,
they just take over me.
it's killing me.
So I scream, scream!
Jump in front of a train.
So I kill them, I kill them good.
Slaughter them, the bloody trickles down.
Rushing down my flesh.
I kill me.
I jump.
I jump in front of a train.
The pain don't go,
it just takes over me.
The voices never leave,
they just take over me.
it's killing me.
So I scream, scream!
Jump in front of a train.
The pain don't go,
it just takes over me.
The voices never leave,
they just take over me.
it's killing me.
So I scream, scream!
Jump in front of a train.
Jump in front of a train.
Jump in front of a train.
The voices, they just never leave me...
Jump in front of a train.
