Mad Season - Locomotive Lyrics
No sleep, you’re counting those fallingTurn white as a sheet in the face of the rain grown colderThe wild flower waltzing,The locomotive crawlingBut on the wheels where the rust don’t stainYour self-chosen cure is your self chosen painNo time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide.Join me, come meet meBlack lights suit you babyToo sweet, it’s there for the killingLie there at your feet, but the face in the mirror has grown olderA bell’s distant ringing, the scorṗion stingingBells making noise, but your mind don’t careWords screaming in like you … thereInside, insideTo the back of a train they call suicideJoin me,Come meet me, you know the black light suits you babyInside, insideTo the back of a train they call suicideJoin me,Come meet me, you know the black light suits you babyNo time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide.Join me, come meet meYou know black lights suit you baby
