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This Train

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This Train

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Everybody has a price

Everybody has a price

But sometimes the price doesn't always mean money

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

It feels like each day crawls along

Can only see the wrong in a situation

As the picture's playing

No dedication or conviction in what I'm saying

Weight laying heavy on my soul

Invisible

Manage to keep it moving

But don't know who's in control

Life used to be so beautiful

Could appreciate

How the sun illuminates the smallest thing

And motivates the birds to sing at the crack of dawn

At the crack of dawn

Spread their wings

And take on a new flight before the night falls

Calls them back to sleep

So they retreat under the sheet of indigo

That glows from the harvest moon

I paint a picture with this tune

And connect with everyone in the room

Who wears a smile over their gloom

Trying to sweep it to the corner with a broom

And yet the melancholy looms

Secretly anticipating it's finale soon

It has to let up, before I give up

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

We're supposed to be so strong

Instead of fragile creatures who admit their weakness

Reaching out for help when times are bleakest

We hold it in and pretend

It's the opposite of what we think it is

Instincts, inset for a reason

To avoid is treason

Involution's own means of prevention

Keeping you from tasting the poison

It's natural selection

Yet intelligence is testing boundaries

Why am I chasing "happy" when I have companionship

Success and money

Aml the things I thought would fill the empty

But now it runs its course so deep inside of me

I silently scream in agony

While my friends and family watch on happily

They can't see the clouds above me

Overcast, blocking sunny

I laugh it off like it's funny

Who wants to be the lone wolf feeling crummy

Forget the front 'cause actually

You and me may not feel so differently

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

Tell me who is running this game

Check the roles I wanna know who's riding this train

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