Rainy Day at the Taco Shack

We go out to the woods to cast some spells and catch some slugs We fight our enemies, hand in hand its blood for blood There's something coming and we feel it There's something coming and I don't know how to help, I don't know how to help I don't ride the bus unless I have to and it sucks Clock in at the taco shack, its time to make big bucks The train is coming, I can hear it The train is coming and I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do I moved my bed into the corner of my room I memorized the highway signs I take to visit you A storm is coming, I can feel it A storm is coming and I don't know where to go, I don't know where to go I don't know who to blame for feeling so out of touch and out of place I'll go down to the river and just let my heart race I need to go somewhere fast, somewhere soon Somewhere where everything is new If you find it, write me, I'll write you back With love, from the taco shack There's something coming and I don't know how to help The train is coming and it's loud as hell A storm is brewing and I walked to class today It is what it is I guess, I'm always saying that these days I'm always saying that these days