How come some people catch a breeze
That blows through simple life
While others watch it all pass by
Seated on the train of strife

I was handed that train ticket
A ride that never seems to end
Boarding the day of my birth
The day hell grabbed hold my hand

Family always tells me I am worthless
In fact they tell me all the time
Guess they feel the need to remind me
In case it ever escapes my mind

Leave it to your family
To beat up any joyful time
Must think if they're not happy with their own lives
Why should I be happy with mine

Next time the train pulls into the station
I'm jumping off this line
And catching that breeze that's always blown by me
Leaving this train of strife behind