In rhinestone leather like your mother

I discovered an checking the voicemail on the phone

The clouds just drifeted on

Just lowly creatures in a boilling pot

Whether you like it or not

There's no going back

What are you waiting for?

You only get one shot

Make it count

Because the trains are rolling now

I encountered a rhine at the Pink Albino in a stall

Made it out unscathed just a memory made and that's all

(And that's all, and that's all)

The water tastеs bitter

It's much better at homе

But I had to leave there the day that I was grown

To find myself alone

Just lowly creatures in a boilling pot

Whether you like it or not

There's no going back

What are you waiting for?

You only get one shot

Make it count

Because the trains are rolling

Make it count

Just lowly creatures in a boilling pot

Whether you like it or not

There's no going back

What are you waiting for?

You only get one shot

Make it count

Because the trains are rolling

Make it count

Because the are burning

Make it count

Because the trains are rolling now