Lone she walked along the tracks, thinking about death
How we lost an ounce of life with every passing breath
She limped along as she guzzled whiskey from her flask
Letting her life slip just like butter from her grasp

As she wandered further, she then stumbled into place
Staring at the sun, with dried ***** on her face
She'd quickly forgotten where she was even headed
Wasted as could be, as her brain was slowly shredded

She was trashed as could be, and got lost next to the trains
Wandering near the tracks with ***** flowing through her veins
Screaming at the loudness as her liver starts to rot
Little did she know, she was just shouting at robots

As she hollered louder, she heard a voice call back
So she looked for the source, as she was standing on the tracks
But as the noise drew nearer, she was freed from all her pain
As she was plowed right through by a quickly passing train