I feel like I'm trapped inside a train, looking out the window I can't advert my eyes from the rails continuously getting further and further away. Reaching for a door that never opens for me. As for the rest of the people, they get in and out of the train at will, only a short few remaining motionlessly glued to their seats. Time doesn't stop, that's my train. But I need a break, can't it at least slow down? My stop is the last, the end of the line, we're moving towards death at an enormous speed and there's no escape. They say we should make the most of the ride, but all I see are strange faces, no compassion, zero understanding. I think I've missed my stop, I can't be headed to the last right away, can I? Let me get out, there's so much I've left behind. Give me a chance, let me do right on my wrongs. Don't drag me to my destiny right away, I beg of you, how can you kill someone that never felt alive?
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