A Train to Moscow - Daybehavior

Scratches on my legs and I’ve got bruises on my skin

I can hear their voices whisper

Are they trying to get in?

When I come home in the dark

I avoid to walk on glass

And I’ve got blood on my hands

And I am sinking, drinking

Waking up with a different taste

Each day on my tongue

Something new has just begun, gun, gun, gun

I walk in silence

And shift to another track

Keep on walking

Forward and don’t look back

Make a move now

I need to stay out of sight

There’s a train to Moscow

That leaves tonight

There’s a shadow around the corner

I can smell a cigarette

Consider this a warning

Or I’m sure I will regret

My time is running out

And now it’s time to change my face

I have packed my bags in haste

And I’ll be gone without a trace

Footsteps getting closer

I can see my work is done

Something new has just begun, gun, gun, gun