Downtown Train
Dropped a million
On a downtown train
Read a book about the devil
Cut myself with a red knife
Bled crazy
Still alive in this safe house
Chucking cards in a hat
In the pouring rain
Down the stairwell
In the middle of the street
I scream to Jesus
And bare my feet
It ain’t hard to believe
When you’ve died
Gone to hell
On a downtown train
Yellow windows
Nothing to see
Conductor is blind
Has a one-eyed dog
Ain’t never been straight
Down the tunnel
And up the hill
St. Bartholomew was born to kill
I’m living a lie I never lived
I never died.
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