Layin' on the Tracks

This civil war that we’ve been fighting in

Since before the flood

Yeah there’s a part of us that’s always been

At home in the blood

Nobody knows where to find you

Nobody knows you half the time

Have you seen what it’s like

At the razor’s edge?

The part of you that needed love

You had to kill, you had to make it pay

But It keeps slipping through the cracks

You cannot fill this shadow you can’t slay

The crowds will gather in the poison rain

To hear what they want

Scream and cheer for what was once insane

That passes for fun

It’s a killing joke that no one laughs at

A stupid orange man in a cheap red hat

Will you stand with me now

At the river’s edge?

The part of me that turned away

I have to kill, I have to break the chain

Because your suffering, it is my pain

It is my suffering

Layin' on the tracks

I don’t wanna come back

I don't wanna come

Layin' down the tracks

In case I can't come back

Come back from where I’ve gone