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Changes his mind all the time
Foggy glass covering bloody eyes
He's strutting cool in his mind
Further down, pondering demise
He's the one with broken stride
He's a coward in disguise
Spend a night on the train, ride out the pain
Whispering, cool autumn breeze
Pouring over the food he won't eat
Shakes and the aches in his knees
Travel south and then stops at his feet
He's the one with broken stride
He's a coward in disguise
He's a product of dad, mom, and the bad
Under wraps
Locked away
Not to stay
Is this all?
Is this right?
I've lost sight
Bottle of help in the bath
Everyone all around is an ass
Figured a clear, easy path
Pass it down to his gut and he'll pass
He's the one with broken stride
Called him coward, but they lied
He's a product of grief, lack of relief
Runs from the pain aboard a train
Product of dad, mom, and the bad
Product of dad, mom, and the bad