I'm a speeding train leaving a trail of fire racing toward the end of the line. Gonna make it in half the time, fo sho.
On a mission of suicide, I hope I like what I find on the other side.
Killing myself for the thrill of feeling alive.
It's been a long way here--Trying to convince myself that I don't care.
It's been a long time coming baby, but it's/I'm almost done: In 3, 2, 1...I'm gone.
I'm a speeding train leaving a trail of fire racing toward the end of the line. Gonna make it in half the time, for sure ah.
I got a need for the higher speed. I can't take control of what's controlling me. I'm running a race that I ain't ever gonna lead.
When it all falls down, baby, when it's all lost-- you're gonna be happy I'm gone.