The Dead Science – White Train Lyrics

I find her everywhere outside
She should be lying next to me
Cut herself in the middle of the night
She was born the daughter of calamity

Asphyxiate on her convection
Barbituate reanimation

Nerve endings burnt out by her form
This white train bearing down on me
My pain receptors have been shorn
Shock wave sumbersion therapy
Fphfphorce the hand of chance
Actions obscured by destiny
Ckckut off both my hands
Fingerprints could undo dignity

My crippled throat-a reservation
Asphyxiate on her convection

Feel like a stillborn infant death
Contained forward velocity
Altitude it took away my breath
She should be lying next to me

Ashpyxiate on her convection
Barbituate reanimation
My crippled throat-a reservation
Asphyxiate on her convection