XXXTENTACION – Train food Lyrics

Train food

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"Train food." - XXXTENTACION

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 07:02 am

Album: LOOK AT ME: THE ALBUM

Track No: 24

I remember I had walked home that day content with all my misery
Told myself, "It get better", no clue what there was next to me
Remember there was people walking, talking in the distance
I was dressed for winter weather but the summer rays were kissing me, I
I was lost
So I took a different path
In the distance, he awaited me
Had no weapon, I'm guessin' his hands were just enough for me
Was no question, I'm guessin' he laughed just at the sight of me
I was lost
I remember I had walked home that day content with all my misery
Told myself, "It get better", no clue what there was next to me
Remember there was people walking, talking in the distance
I was dressed for winter weather but the summer rays were kissing me, I
I was lost
And there he was, his presence was alarming
As he approached, was casual, we talked about self harming
He told me, "Kid, you shouldn't be walking on your own"
He smiled, and laughed and pat my back
He asked, "How far are you from home?"
I said, "Maybe thirty minutes"
His frequency distorted quick, I seen it in his image
I should've run right fuckin' there
You ever woke up on a train track with no motherfuckin' clothes on?
Death before your eyes, you prayin' to God but ain't no response
Tryin' to scream for hope, just a shoulder that you can lean on
But ain't nobody coming, so you scream on and scream on and scream on
While this evil fuck laugh at you
Train gettin' closer, you still surprised that he battered you
Tears fallin' harder and harder, the minutes get minuscule
Coulda had a son or a daughter, now, what you finna do?
You finna die here on this train track
'Cause clearly after death, ain't no way you can find your way back
Thinkin' about your previous memories, goin' way back
All them fuckin' dreams about a diamond chain and a Maybach
Now your time finally up
Ask yourself the final question, “Is you goin' down, or up?”
Recollecting all the moments that you never gave a fuck
Now it's here, death has now arrived, time's finally up

Writer(s): Jahseh Onfroy & John Cunningham.

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