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Let's take a train at Southeast Place Where your anckles' gonna sore For walking so much in vain I'm glad I'll still be the same You're no longer gonna be my nearest blame My dearest blame... Sincronize your steps and stab me quickly Transcript the words I've said To your newest diary Worship my plan and watch your back I'm gonna put you in that train That old and fucking blue train And I won't miss you That old blue train... That old and busy blue train...