Train Full of Gasoline

Here's me thinking that this might have been an all-time low

But you're right to point out that I've always been a dumbass

It's the sort of situation where the first one told was the last to know

But at some point, we're all gonna learn

Me and you gotta do it the hard way

It's always another dagger hidden in the sleeve

Another bullet in the magazine

A way to get yourself set up to roll back down that same long track

Set up to explode, like a train full of gasoline

Bonded by an emptiness

Shared sense of dull, dead-endedness

Our hands will find a knife to twist again

It's the way reward relates to risk

Or maybe it's just restlessness

But whatever the beginning is

The ending feels the same

It's always another dagger hidden in the sleeve

Another bullet in the magazine

A way to get yourself set up to roll back down that same long track

Set up to explode, like a train full of gasoline

It's always another dagger hidden in the sleeve

Another bullet in the magazine

A way to get yourself set up to roll back down that same long track

Set up to explode, like a train full of gasoline