The Terminal by Young Drastic Lyrics

In this terminal
With empty pockets
Memories locked out
Where the hell’s a lock smith
Is this life just loch ness
No real clue why Im here
My thoughts are so unclear
Trains passing by
Turned to blurs
As I stare
With eyes so ever clear
Lost and exhaust
Hold on, just hold on
Now my cookies tossed
Sick and deranged
Sitting by performers
Asking what’s my name
And I said n/a
This old guitar player
Comically said
Looks like you’re screwed
Better make this your bed
And on that note
I left the terminal
For something new
But I’m just passing through
Welcome to the terminal
Welcome to the terminal
I said, welcome to the terminal (X2)