Sitting on the tracks, With the river rolling by,
I got a lot of shit, Stuck on my mind,
So I take it all out on my very best friend,
You know it's goodbye, And we'll do the end.
I try not to bring it all down at once,
It wasn't my plan, It's not what I want,
I got no ticket, And I got no place to go.
25 years with nothing to show,
And still I walk the tracks alone,
And wash my hands in the river below,
And follow the streets to find my home.
Finger on the trigger, So I pull it in my side,
Still fighting with myself,
Still fighting inside, So I take it all out on my very
best friend, You know it's goodbye,
And we'll do the end. I try not to bring it all down
at once, It wasn't my plan,
It's not what I want, I got no ticket,
And I got no place to go. 25 years with nothing to
show, And still I walk the tracks alone,
And wash my hands in the river below,
And follow the streets to find my home.
Sitting on the tracks, With the river rolling by,
I got a lot of shit, Stuck on my mind,
So I take it all out on my very best friend,
You know it's goodbye, And we'll do the end.