going off the rails

more vivid than ever dedicated to all those who are going off the rails dedicated to all those who have tried to invent

Who and what’s to blame? I’m going off the rails on a crazy train I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

dedicated to all those who are going off the rails

Ah, what a good thing! The world's going off the rails And we are running this whole shit

That you're here, you, my ego I have to go I feel I'm going off the rails Today, I write to you

And love Baby, are you crazy? You're losing your mind, you're going off the rails So beautiful

Everything sold out so quickly That I didn't notice how I'd become empty But my life is going off the rails again So soon a new shipment awaits you

A nice little house wife Will give me a steady life And won't keep going off the rails

Who said I would not understand? Someone up the social scale For when you're going off the rails , it's that

And I think I sense regret, you look like you’re about to break and cry yourself to bed You're smiling just to prove you have a point but no you don't You're going off the rails but say you got it all controlled But no, cause you gotta

Little country: making you smile will be my redemption I'll offer you my life, starting with this song Writing healed me when I was going off the rails Just let me cry when that cursed month of April comes

The sex tape that was rated R for RACIST Your little speech, the RNC, didn't even seem real. You were going off the rails like your son behind the wheel.

And i do ____ and i rest Why your hearts are bad like this And i know i'm going off the rails Inshallah (if God wants), i'll wash my sins in Makka

Standing at the door of the Pink Flamingo crying in the rain, It was a kind of so-so love and I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen again, You and I had to be the standing joke of the year, You were a run around, a lost and found, and not for me I feel

Come with us, we're going to a forest rave We're going off the rails and making drinks in a bucket, hey We're going to be ding-dong, amongst blueberries and lingon berries

You got both ends burning like a moth to a flame You're going off the rails like a runaway train It's a no win situation, there's no way out

It’s just the result of sighs piling up too much. When my lungs swell, they throw a party Of oxygen; they’re going off the rails.

How could you have died? Disappearing on your own Just going off the rails Without even leaving a letter

Well you've been on a fast train and it's going off the rails And you can't come back can't come back together again And you start breaking down In the pouring rain

I tell her she's beautiful, like an overripe fruit She thinks I'm taking the piss - of course Got to say what's what, me too I'm going off the rails Ever since she's been pregnant