I'm flying off the handle again
I tried to keep in touch but my grip has loosened
the saints need a second look
I'm at the boreal banquet keeping warm boozin''
derailed I need help
god save the queen I fucked up the ant trail
derailed I've been nailed
keep falling off the cross the crucifixion failed
I'm stepping all over my friends
I tried to dodge the bullet, but I'm a needy person
I need to get back on track
the pub's stoop pillpusher gave me pills to stop pushin'
derailed I need ale
to numb the pain and relax in hell
derailed I wanna kill
at the embarcadero on the third rail
derailer died for our sins, or was it just
another drinking binge
I'm in a different kind of tension
not to be discussed by professional theory
it's been going on for quite some time
derailer gets by there's no need to worry