Brakeman 歌词

I was a brakeman The sharpest of all them Hoping to be there in it good I was a bum rush Imparting the self lust It wasn't always understood I was a comin' I combed every shoreline I wanted to damage just a few Hoping in time it won't be swift enough And they'll carry us away And they'll carry us away I was a cold one Colder than ever You feel the chill I left on you Now back on the brake lines And steeper than I climbed Well if there's one will it be you Take your [?] Take your fall, laying your trap for me Take this wig up off my head, it did what it had to do It runs back, straight and true And leaving no (mark?)