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Sunday evening train
it’s when time is so badly wasted
crawling on the rails
bringing apathy and death

Something’s strangling this railroad
i’m not getting so much life
the steam of cold drops boiling
blurred my whole youth story line

(I’m still here)
I can still fight with just half heart
but every corner set me apart
i’m the one i’d like to be
being slaughtered by the sea

Home is not my home anymore and
i’m struggling to find
the gold beneath the dirt that
my punk tapes talked about

Discouraging clouds
they’re broken by the cranes
there’s no anthem, there’s no joy
wiping out this mess

(I’m still here)
I can still fight with just half heart
but every corner set me apart
i’m the one i’d like to be
being slaughtered by the sea

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