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Wake up in the backs of trucks

It's my idiosyncrasy

Know I don't give a fuck

I'm withering on bended knee

If there's a lesson to be learned

I haven't learnt it yet

I've found no meaning in these

Sacraments and bayonets

Voiceless colossus

Steering life right off a hidden ledge

Sometimes when I see them die

I wish it had been me instead

I can't deny it when I try

It's just a strange appeal

Momentum building but there's

Nobody behind the wheel

Don't tell me it'll be alright

I'm sick of raging

At this slowly dying light

But all these memories you ignite

Passing me faster

Through each flashing traffic light

If it were up to me

Maybe I'd find a better way

Go off to wilt alone

And curl up in some alleyway

That kind of pride has been

Denied to me so here I bow

I only wish to save myself

But find I don't know how

Don't tell me it'll be alright

I'm sick of raging

At this slowly dying light

But all these memories you ignite

Passing me faster

Through each flashing traffic light

I'm already lost

Dying in October frost

I'm already lost

Don't tell me it'll be alright

I'm sick of raging

At this slowly dying light

But all these memories you ignite

Passing me faster

Through each flashing traffic light