Intro — distorted guitar feedback, vinyl crackle, heavy drums building] Yeah... Sometimes you don't lose control... Sometimes you just stop giving a fuck where you're going. OFF THE RAILS! [Verse 1 — gritty rapid rap] Woke up late with a head full of static, Last night's memories looking cinematic. Don't know where I was, don't know what I said, Got a ringing in my ears and a storm in my head. Life was a straight line, I bent that shit, Took one wrong turn and I doubled it quick. Everybody screaming, "You're losing your way!" I said, "Maybe I was never built for the straight." Got a pocket full of problems and a mouth full of jokes, Walking through the smoke while the whole world chokes. Plans on the table but I kicked them aside, Sometimes you've gotta let the madness decide. [Pre-Chorus — guitars rising] One more step... One more mistake... One more night... Till the whole thing breaks! [Chorus — HUGE heavy rock vocals] I'M OFF THE RAILS! Can't slow me down, can't hold me back! I'M OFF THE RAILS! Running full speed on a broken track! No destination, no turning around, Just feel that bass when it shakes the ground! I'M OFF THE RAILS! If I'm going down — I'm going down loud! [Verse 2 — heavier rap] I've got a brain like a box of fireworks, Every bad idea somehow fucking works. Logic keeps calling but I don't pick up, Common sense knocked and I told it, "Good luck." I've watched the good times turn into scars, Seen broken dreams underneath neon bars. Everybody wants you to play their game, But I'm done being another number with a name. I don't need a map when the road disappears, I don't need permission from the voices I hear. Maybe I'm reckless, maybe I'm insane, Maybe life's more fun when you dance with the flames. [Chorus] I'M OFF THE RAILS! Can't slow me down, can't hold me back! I'M OFF THE RAILS! Running full speed on a broken track! No destination, no turning around, Just feel that bass when it shakes the ground! I'M OFF THE RAILS! If I'm going down — I'm going down loud! [Instrumental Breakdown — 45 seconds] Crushing guitar riff. Huge distorted bass. Thunderous drums. Turntable scratches. Guitar feedback. Half-time breakdown. [Shouted] OFF! THE! RAILS! [Verse 3 — aggressive rapid flow] Now the wheels are screaming and the brakes are gone, Still got enough fuel just to carry me on. Every red light looks like another green, I'm chasing something that I've never seen. I made peace with the mess that I made in my head, With the words that I wish I had never said. Can't change yesterday, can't control tomorrow, So I turn up the music and drown out the sorrow. Maybe one day I'll finally slow down, Maybe one day I'll come back around. But tonight I've got nothing to prove, Just a broken old rhythm and a reason to move. [Bridge — quiet, sinister] They told me... "Get back on track." I looked at the track... And kept walking. [Massive Drop] FUCK THE TRACK! I'M OFF THE RAILS! [Final Chorus — full band, enormous] I'M OFF THE RAILS! Can't slow me down, can't hold me back! I'M OFF THE RAILS! Running full speed on a broken track! No destination, no turning around, Hear that guitar when it tears through the sound! I'M OFF THE RAILS! If I'm going down — I'm going down loud! OFF THE RAILS! OFF THE RAILS! OFF THE RAILS! [Outro — distorted guitar slowly collapsing] No brakes... No map... No plan... Just one hell of a ride. OFF THE RAILS.
