I don’t think
I can keep my mind straight
freight train
ride along blast through cities
all rear no holding on tight.
Can’t remember the last time
you stayed over for a past night
last life- won’t miss it for a past crime.
Tied to the tracks with a foul mouth
won’t die quiet or count time
speed demon- never cash out
call it quits when I turn grey
here tomorrow till I stand out.
Challenge the sun won’t rise
break a promise and four ties
swing lemons and two lies.
Saint's Muse 