Derailer lyrics

I`m flying off the handle again, i tried to keep in touch but my grip had 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 pill pusher 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 is my friend. Then again, i am him. 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. (Bonnel/Wickersham)
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