Train Tracks Are Tactics To Tame Attacks

What if the day took long to set?
Will the morrow sun forgive me?
For the sins of my intentions,
Forceful of these bad inventions
What if I had another way?
To do them harm without a mess,
Without a conscience to impress,
Then can I say,
Ive tried to warn you then

This wound never looked a day better
When your hands they tore it off
And left me stranded on the floor
Im dying
You left me dying on the floor
With my both arms theyre awfully bent
These heavy blades theyre hurting me
I wish I could stop this all

Then came the day when I got better
The hurt was gone with all intentions
I turn around to see myself
And I am glad for what youve done
I hope this day youll finally see
Of all the things youve did to me
A lonely night come clarity
Youll remember
Ive tried to warn you then

If I didnt try then how would I
Come about and know you,
You messed me up so bad
If I were on these tracks youd be
Pulling the switches and running
Faster towards me