Lyrics

10:15 shes on the train Flipping through the pages selling junk That no one needs 10:16 she looks at me Looks through me at the scene of green Some how its all the same She is surounded by so many Foolish thoughts Some one made If i was more connitenal And less judgemental Maybe id believe These coats on rails Mean something more Leave someplace weve never been before But im more inclined to leave I am surounded by so many Evil thoughts Someone made Uhhhahhhh (x4) She is surounded by so many Foolish thoughts Some one made 10:15 shes on the train Flipping through the pages selling junk That no one needs