Tracks of Decay Lyrics
| Song | Tracks of Decay |
| Artist | Light This City |
| Album | Facing the Thousand |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Light This City, Nichol | |
| Here comes the train | |
| Pained and wailing | |
| Eye focused on you warily | |
| But still unblinking | |
| Is this the one I'm supposed to bring | |
| For this next journey | |
| Endless and complex | |
| Injuries you'll never be prepared to dress | |
| A hundred stops you'll sleep away | |
| Then wake to wish you hadn't and | |
| You take your time packing light | |
| I never could comprehend | |
| How it took you hours to finally end | |
| Up with a list of twenty forgotten things | |
| To the naive eye not the headlight | |
| You might appear to actually care for something | |
| But you're not guarding this life with your own, | |
| Just risking mine | |
| What a ****ing waste | |
| This time | |
| Remember when I said you were bound to make another mistake | |
| Was it stupidity or a self-fulfilling prophecy | |
| Self-fulfilled | |
| I should say | |
| Unless you were planning on | |
| One more **** up today | |
| Another idiot's dance | |
| Are we just supposed to watch and laugh | |
| We're far from amused | |
| In fact we might as well be lying on the tracks | |
| Here comes the crash | |
| Too fast to catch my heart | |
| Propelled from my chest while my body | |
| Lurched and halted with the brakes | |
| While everything else seems to slow around me | |
| I can't believe this is happening again | |
| I was never meant to be here | |
| I complain | |
| Because for a moment the ride was steady | |
| But your devastation was inevitable | |
| Expected | |
| Yet unavoidable | |
| Like the cycle of natural wildfire | |
| The peril is far too close | |
| To allow any delay in my stride | |
| The deaths and wounds are far too real | |
| For me just to stand and gape | |
| Wide-eyed | |
| Like the crowd | |
| That can't help themselves | |
| Or us | |
| I'm sorry | |
| But I won't be entertained by your train wreck life | |
| Will it be neglect or abuse | |
| That puts you underground | |
| Your tracks are sore from overuse | |
| And they're finally wearing down | |
| A scar for every accident | |
| New waste to block the way | |
| All aboard your train wreck life | |
| Last stop | |
| Tracks of decay |
| zuo qu : Light This City, Nichol | |
| Here comes the train | |
| Pained and wailing | |
| Eye focused on you warily | |
| But still unblinking | |
| Is this the one I' m supposed to bring | |
| For this next journey | |
| Endless and complex | |
| Injuries you' ll never be prepared to dress | |
| A hundred stops you' ll sleep away | |
| Then wake to wish you hadn' t and | |
| You take your time packing light | |
| I never could comprehend | |
| How it took you hours to finally end | |
| Up with a list of twenty forgotten things | |
| To the naive eye not the headlight | |
| You might appear to actually care for something | |
| But you' re not guarding this life with your own, | |
| Just risking mine | |
| What a ing waste | |
| This time | |
| Remember when I said you were bound to make another mistake | |
| Was it stupidity or a selffulfilling prophecy | |
| Selffulfilled | |
| I should say | |
| Unless you were planning on | |
| One more up today | |
| Another idiot' s dance | |
| Are we just supposed to watch and laugh | |
| We' re far from amused | |
| In fact we might as well be lying on the tracks | |
| Here comes the crash | |
| Too fast to catch my heart | |
| Propelled from my chest while my body | |
| Lurched and halted with the brakes | |
| While everything else seems to slow around me | |
| I can' t believe this is happening again | |
| I was never meant to be here | |
| I complain | |
| Because for a moment the ride was steady | |
| But your devastation was inevitable | |
| Expected | |
| Yet unavoidable | |
| Like the cycle of natural wildfire | |
| The peril is far too close | |
| To allow any delay in my stride | |
| The deaths and wounds are far too real | |
| For me just to stand and gape | |
| Wideeyed | |
| Like the crowd | |
| That can' t help themselves | |
| Or us | |
| I' m sorry | |
| But I won' t be entertained by your train wreck life | |
| Will it be neglect or abuse | |
| That puts you underground | |
| Your tracks are sore from overuse | |
| And they' re finally wearing down | |
| A scar for every accident | |
| New waste to block the way | |
| All aboard your train wreck life | |
| Last stop | |
| Tracks of decay |
| zuò qǔ : Light This City, Nichol | |
| Here comes the train | |
| Pained and wailing | |
| Eye focused on you warily | |
| But still unblinking | |
| Is this the one I' m supposed to bring | |
| For this next journey | |
| Endless and complex | |
| Injuries you' ll never be prepared to dress | |
| A hundred stops you' ll sleep away | |
| Then wake to wish you hadn' t and | |
| You take your time packing light | |
| I never could comprehend | |
| How it took you hours to finally end | |
| Up with a list of twenty forgotten things | |
| To the naive eye not the headlight | |
| You might appear to actually care for something | |
| But you' re not guarding this life with your own, | |
| Just risking mine | |
| What a ing waste | |
| This time | |
| Remember when I said you were bound to make another mistake | |
| Was it stupidity or a selffulfilling prophecy | |
| Selffulfilled | |
| I should say | |
| Unless you were planning on | |
| One more up today | |
| Another idiot' s dance | |
| Are we just supposed to watch and laugh | |
| We' re far from amused | |
| In fact we might as well be lying on the tracks | |
| Here comes the crash | |
| Too fast to catch my heart | |
| Propelled from my chest while my body | |
| Lurched and halted with the brakes | |
| While everything else seems to slow around me | |
| I can' t believe this is happening again | |
| I was never meant to be here | |
| I complain | |
| Because for a moment the ride was steady | |
| But your devastation was inevitable | |
| Expected | |
| Yet unavoidable | |
| Like the cycle of natural wildfire | |
| The peril is far too close | |
| To allow any delay in my stride | |
| The deaths and wounds are far too real | |
| For me just to stand and gape | |
| Wideeyed | |
| Like the crowd | |
| That can' t help themselves | |
| Or us | |
| I' m sorry | |
| But I won' t be entertained by your train wreck life | |
| Will it be neglect or abuse | |
| That puts you underground | |
| Your tracks are sore from overuse | |
| And they' re finally wearing down | |
| A scar for every accident | |
| New waste to block the way | |
| All aboard your train wreck life | |
| Last stop | |
| Tracks of decay |
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