In rhinestone leather like your mother
I discovered an checking the voicemail on the phone

The clouds just drifeted on

Just lowly creatures in a boilling pot
Whether you like it or not
There's no going back
What are you waiting for?
You only get one shot
Make it count
Because the trains are rolling now

I encountered a rhine at the Pink Albino in a stall
Made it out unscathed just a memory made and that's all
(And that's all, and that's all)
The water tastеs bitter
It's much better at homе
But I had to leave there the day that I was grown
To find myself alone

Just lowly creatures in a boilling pot
Whether you like it or not
There's no going back
What are you waiting for?
You only get one shot
Make it count
Because the trains are rolling
Make it count

Just lowly creatures in a boilling pot
Whether you like it or not
There's no going back
What are you waiting for?
You only get one shot
Make it count
Because the trains are rolling
Make it count
Because the are burning
Make it count
Because the trains are rolling now