[Intro]
    x2

[Verse]
  
I cried and I 

sang
             
for the loss o

           
f my only fath

    
er (my father,

 my father)
            
I categorized 

    
my emotions in

to lines
           
on a black pie

      
ce of paper
  
I prayed to a 

god
             
who's never an

     
swered (no ans

wer, no answer

)
            
to dry the tea

          
rs of my mothe

            
r (my mother, 

              
my mother)

[Verse]

Misplacin' the

 failed
              
acceptance of 


myself into ot

hers

I'm feelin' th

e guilt
         
of being selfi

sh too selfish

too tired for 

that compromis

e
         
so I'll drown 

my confusion
     
in a bottle of

 poison
            
for my thought

             
s to just stop
              
and I'll pick 

              
it up in the m

          
orning

[Chorus]

I'll spend my 

time waitin'
         
for that train

 to arrive
    
I'm tunin' tha

t note
        
just to pass t

he time
     
this shit luck

 won't last to

o long
         
but it's up to

 me
              
to kick it up 

           
a notch

[Verse]
   
I'm scatchin' 

deep
             
in this monoto

     
ne beat
              
this paper thi

             
n pallette
              
laid so meticu

      
lously
              
to see a stret

       
ch of red
              
down my grey t

           
ainted neck
         
and I keep sea

rchin' for tha

t answer
             
of why I keep 

       
breathing

when those con

sequences
              
make my core r

   
ot so seamless

ly
           
with that unfa

       
iling tide

of drownin' da

ys blacked out

 nights

suffocating lu

ngs
            
and ill fated 

           
strides

[Chorus]

I'll spend my 

time waitin'
         
for that train

 to arrive
    
I'm tunin' tha

t note
        
just to pass t

he time
     
this shit luck

 won't last to

o long
         
but it's up to

 me
              
to kick it up 

           
a notch

[Verse]

So baby wipe t

hose virgin te

ars

from your chee

k

your innocence

 spent
     
on a liar and 

a fake
    
but deep insid

e
              
that broken ta

     
ttered corpse 

you know
           
this is not wh

           
o you were mea

nt to be

[Chorus]

so spend your 

time waitin'
         
for that train

 to arrive
    
and tune that 

note
        
till it sounds

 just right
     
this shit luck

 won't last to

o long
         
but it's up to

 you
              
to make it sto


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