The Locomotive - King Krule

I’m not in the mood, but I gotta move

At least what I was hoping

The barriers stayed open

Now it’s just for the wait

And how unjust is this weight

My back was so broken

Tear me apart, pull me open

(Look inside) See the corrosion

The Tannoy spoke my name

This vessel was delayed

No objects in motion

A subject to smoking

The platform sighs, «My empty emotion»

As trackies walk on by

I’m alone, I’m alone

In deep isolation

In the dead of night, in the dead of night

Waiting for the train

In the dead of night I howl

We all have our evils

We’re told just to keep calm

Curled up and feeble

Plagued by our brains, the internal sinking pain

I wish I was equal, if only that simple

I wish I was people (I wish)

The train it now arrives, I plead just take me home

Step the gap of minds, he steps the gap of minds

We all have our evils

We’re told just to keep cool

The soul of the people

I wish I was equal, I wish I was equal, I wish I was equal

Twist the soul of the people