Our life is a mystery train
Going out the tracks
With stupid accidents and sad facts
Cocaine, Alcohol make us blind
Makes us cold
But we are thinking that we are masters of the world
CH
Nothing could help your broken mind
When you're moving down the line
Cold grave waiting for you
There's
Nothing else to do
Except die

Sometimes I want stop this
Like scary thriller film
But this mission is impossible
Life still goes one in our fuckin’ imagination
Makes us blind
Make us cold
We are not masters anymore

CH
Your are sucker if you belive this
A lot of things that you can miss
Come a cross you
There's
Nothing else to do
EXCEPT DEATH

Solo

CH
Nothing could help our broken minds
In the end of this journey
Time is like a sand
That run away from you hands
There’s nothing left to do
Except Die

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