Step in front of a run away train. Just to feel alive again. Pushing forward through the night. Ain't it just a glory sight? It's so far, so far away. It's so far, so far away. Cold wind blows into the skin. Can't believe the state you're in. It's so far, so far away. It's so far, so far away. Who are you trying to impress, steadily creating a mess? Step in front of a run away train. Just to feel alive again. Pushing forward through the night. Ain't it just a glory sight, Ain't it just a glory sight, Ain't it just a glory sight. Step in front of a run away train. Just to feel alive again. Pushing forward through the night. Ain't it just a glory sight, Ain't it just a glory sight, Ain't it just a glory sight?
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