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Outbound Train

Ryan Adams

Prisoner

2017

tail lights
Swear I wasn't lonely when I met you, girl

But I was so bored, I was so bored
I don't know anything anymore

I got this achin' in my

minute mile
How much longer til the walls fall down?
I'll be standing in the middle at the top of the pile

When the window's locked and the door is closed

treat them like warm guests

What's going on i think i got struggles because a
Brand new day to me feel like a big pile of puzzles i either
Stumble upon

staring at a screen 
I'm over the monotony 
I'm so fucking bored 
Think I need to go jump into a pile of leaves
cnd confront the dying life inside of me

Wondering if one day I'll be able to rap like that
Waking up to see my songs streaming numbers so fat
Wall E would have to pile up all my crap 
And let me

While they drag off the sand 
While they pile dusty masks 
While lying glasses hang 
On the walls of the minister's tasks 

The fools build a metal

the writing on the wall
You were here and I was here too
Not really bored anymore at all
I'm just sick of looking for something to do
Glass bottles sinking down

you can't get outta bed, ya got peppered,  even if you were a ten, I am eleven,  so let's not pretend I'm not sharp, ya gettin severed,  I pile up these

all, bitch
And your best just ain't good enough
When it's bed bugs and ciggy butts
And moldy walls and piles of junk
Where roaches crawl and life just

Purple, yellow, green
Candy-coated brittle dreams
Bitter, bored, those smiles
Dripping on the kitchen tiles
Roses on the papered wall
Picking on you,