No sleep
You're counting those falling
Turn white as a sheet
In the face of the rain grown colder
The wild flower waltzing
The locomotive crawling
But on the wheels where the rust don't stain
Your self-chosen cure is your self chosen pain

No time to ride
On the back of a beast such as suicide
Join me, come meet me
Black lights suit you baby

Too sweet
It's there for the killing
Lie there at your feet
But the face in the mirror has grown older
A bell's distant ringing
The scorpion stinging
Bells making noise, but your mind don't care
Words screaming in like you you're not even there

Inside, inside
To the back of a train they call suicide
Join me, come meet me
You know the black light suits you baby

Inside, inside
To the back of a train they call suicide
Join me, come meet me
You know the black light suits you baby

No time to ride
On the back of a beast such as suicide
Join me, come meet me
You know the black light suits you baby

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Barrett Harrington Martin, John Saunders, Mark William Lanegan, Michael David McCready