Lyrics
By what he calls friends, cross my palms with silver
he grabs his surroundings pulls them towards him
Then he grows reckless but it s already too late, c mon now jason it s your life you re wasting, looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace
it s your destination bye bye jason
It s your destination bye bye jason, cross my palms with silver
C mon now jason it s your life you re wasting, and the sarcasm cuts me again
When the cold wind blows, your trains in the station bye bye jason Terrorvision, he looks in the mirror and it spits in his face
C mon now jason it s your life you re wasting, when the cold wind blows, when the cold wind blows
He grabs his surroundings pulls them towards him, c mon now jason it s your life your wasting
At least that s what you re told, it s your destination bye bye jason, it s your destination bye bye jason
he looks in the mirror and it spits in his face
Looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace, looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace
c mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow
And as he gets restless anger fills him with hate, then he grows reckless but it s already too late
It s your destination bye bye jason, c mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow
Your trains in the station bye bye jason, looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace Terrorvision, it s four in the morning the silence is deafening
cross my palms with silver
It s your destination bye bye jason, c mon now jason it s your life you re wasting
A young man s pride is torn up, he looks in the mirror and it spits in his face
he grabs his surroundings pulls them towards him
It s your destination bye bye jason, he grabs his surroundings pulls them towards him Jason, i ll cross the streets paved with gold
It s four in the morning the silence is deafening, at least that s what you re told, he grabs his surroundings pulls them towards him
Looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace, it s your destination bye bye jason
it s four in the morning the silence is deafening
Looks up to the heavens as he falls from grace, c mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow
I ll cross the streets paved with gold, c mon now jason it s your life your wasting Jason, and the sarcasm cuts me again
At least that s what you re told, cross my palms with silver
your trains in the station bye bye jason
your trains in the station bye bye jason
i ll cross the streets paved with gold
Your trains in the station bye bye jason, it s four in the morning the silence is deafening
C mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow, it s four in the morning the silence is deafening, it s your destination bye bye jason
It s four in the morning the silence is deafening, then he grows reckless but it s already too late
Cross my palms with silver, it s your destination bye bye jason, c mon now jason it s your life you re wasting
C mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow, your trains in the station bye bye jason, cross my palms with silver
and as he gets restless anger fills him with hate
He looks in the mirror and it spits in his face, by what he calls friends Terrorvision, a young man s pride is torn up
and the sarcasm cuts me again
It s four in the morning the silence is deafening, your trains in the station bye bye jason
cross my palms with silver
Your trains in the station bye bye jason, c mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow Jason, he looks in the mirror and it spits in his face
Then he grows reckless but it s already too late, and the sarcasm cuts me again
your trains in the station bye bye jason
C mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow, your trains in the station bye bye jason
at least that s what you re told
C mon now jason it s your life you re wasting, at least that s what you re told
C mon now jason it s your life you re wasting, just say you never saw nothing
And the sarcasm cuts me again, c mon now jason you re leaving tomorrow