Locomotive

No sleep, you're counting those falling
 Turn white as a sheet in the face of the rain grown colder
 The wild flower waltzing,
 The locomotive crawling
 But on the wheels where the rust don't stain
 Your self-chosen cure is your self chosen pain
 No time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide.
 Join me, come meet me
 Black lights suit you baby
 Too sweet, it's there for the killing
 Lie there at your feet, but the face in the mirror has grown older
 A bell's distant ringing, the scorṗion stinging
 Bells making noise, but your mind don't care
 Words screaming in like you ... there
 Inside, inside
 To the back of a train they call suicide
 Join me,
 Come meet me, you know the black light suits you baby
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 Inside, inside
 To the back of a train they call suicide
 Join me,
 Come meet me, you know the black light suits you baby
 No time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide.
 Join me, come meet me
 You know black lights suit you baby