playing on train tracks

If I find out heaven exists when I've died I'll bang in the gates demanding they let me inside I know if your death's your fault then you get denied But father I didn't jump, I just stood on the cliff side I'm Cutting cords praying ones a live wire and Attending gunfights hoping for a misfire I say I seek danger for the songs that it inspires and That may be true but I am known to be a liar In the meantime I'll capitalize on the fact That every plan I make is just death's fallback so Buy my depression as a paperback Titled some shit 'bout playing on train tracks I'm Cutting cords praying ones a live wire and Attending gunfights hoping for a misfire I say I seek danger for the songs that it inspires and That may be true but I am known to be a liar And I'm made of gasoline but I'm looking for lighters Cause there's something nice about being on fire If it's risky then it's something I desire Cause I function best when everything is dire