Train Tracks

I heard you but I didn't write you down

Say it again, I was in my head

Put the pillow underneath and let me sleep

And always above my head is that lead

I'm a masochist for a supposed sadist

I hate the law but I know I'll never win

I'll eat your meals and I'll learn your notes

I'll never grow a spine and I'll never learn to swim

Smoke me down and I'll never leave

Dirty green isn't so dirty, but mom thinks so

I can't tell if I'm my father or my mother

Thought so tempting, it just may be hell where I go

I'm so funny and I'm no longer the joke

Maybe it was worth picking my head up today

The road isn't good, but maybe it isn't worse

Maybe she'll be my reason to stay

Or maybe I'll be that reason

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